Sometimes the morning gives you a wink. As we usually do, we were saving the planet over toast and coffee this morning. The entire world seems to be mixed up in one lie or another. We talked about the value of truth. We used to value it, didn’t we? The truth? When did we decide that “Oh, everybody does it?” and that makes it ok?
Yesterday, on the phone with a bank in the US, I was driven to tears. Relentless questions, even about the status of my mother’s life. When she started to laugh at my obvious tears, she continued – “Well, there’s so much fraud, we have to ask about everything…”
It seems like the shine is wearing off of the golden rule. We can say anything at any time. Without regard to the truth. Without regard to humanity.
We pondered it all and finished our honeyed toast. I went upstairs to start my daily French lesson on my computer. Each day there is a new subject. I clicked the screen. It read, “être honnête” (to be honest). I laughed out loud. It still matters. It all still matters. The truth. Our connections. Our humanity. Let’s begin again.