Our actions speak louder than words. Acts of violence grow. Acts of kindness can grow. We can choose to smile at others and not scowl. We can choose to disagree respectfully and in dialogue or with rocks, fireworks, tear gas and guns. We can choose to listen to others or we can yell and scream at those who are different from us. I choose to be kind, to listen to the cries of my brothers and sisters, to respect the other, to be open to new understandings and new ways of being. May others make the same choice. Blessings.