How can someone toss a beer can off the ski lift onto the beautiful white snow down below?
How can that woman flip a cigarette butt out her car window like that? What is she thinking?
Every one of those questions comes from a place of anger and disgust. Emotionally-charged vents come from a place of no belief that things could be different. I’ve asked those questions, shaking my head, but they are questions that aren’t expecting an answer. We lament, we sigh and we share our disappointment with anyone who will listen. Yet it does nothing to make us feel any better, or believe that change is possible. Continue Reading