We Are Lovers

Our Ask Is Simple

We are lovers.

And our ask is simple, tender, and unwavering.

Peace on Earth. Goodwill to all life. Now, and consistently.

When I was a younger woman, I lived in France. Learning their language by living with a large family in a small condo on the outskirts of Paris. I was the only one in the family with a room of my own, and I was also the youngest, most clueless, and most sure of myself.

I offended the matron of the house so badly—through sheer lack of manners, sensitivity, and good sense—that she refused to speak to me for the rest of the year. She did lay down rules, though, and those rules steadied me for life. I understand why now.

My arrival didn’t help. My father and his judge friend flew first class, got drunk, and dropped me off in a tense, awkward haze. Their laughter afterward—thinking no one understood—was cruel and humiliating. I carried that shame quietly, like a stone in my pocket, and it didn’t make me kinder. Not at first.

We never did make up, the matron and I. At the end of my Lycée exams, I left France for a new home in Regina, Saskatchewan, where my dad had just been elected Conservative Leader of Her Majesty’s Royal Opposition in the provincial parliament.

On my last day, Monsieur Blanchard walked with me and his dog. When we reached the corner where we’d part, I said to him:

“When you let me into your home, I was a 15-year-old girl who thought she knew everything. I leave at 16 with gratitude and respect, knowing I don’t know anything.”

That moment taught me something I’m still learning:

Humility is not humiliation. Humility is the doorway to real relationship.

So, what does this have to do with peace on Earth?

Everything.

Because around that same time, the world was heaving with the demands of oppressed people to live free. Yasser Arafat was stranded in the sky, unable to land anywhere, pleading for what was then called the Palestinian Authority—for equal rights, justice, and an end to apartheid systems that kept destroying lands and peoples across Africa, The Americas, Asia, and parts of Europe.

And in France, people rose in solidarity. One image I remember vividly was “Le Poigne et la Rose” The Fist and The Rose represents strength paired with tenderness. Resistance paired with beauty. The human refusal to accept degradation as destiny.

It emblemized something larger too -the long struggle to wake humanity from abject poverty of the spirit. What I can only call “the sickness.” The slavery mentality imposed on masses as if it were the truth of our human condition. What humor is there in that? Because, comedy you know, is telling the truth about being human.

Not long after, the Ayatollah Khomeini came to France in exile from Persia/Iran. Meanwhile, my parents were livid over two things:

1. That I should never go to protests of any kind.

2. That I should never try on clothes in French shops.

Both rules were born of fear. The first, they said, was so I could get a green card. The second was so I wouldn’t be kidnapped and sold as a sex slave to the Arabs.

Fear has always tried to parent the world.

But love is a better guardian.

That is why I write today: to ask for the strength of character of the entire human race—women, men, and children—to lift our hearts to the heavens and send down into the heart of the Earth a call that transforms us, inside out.

A call of love and gratitude that makes us happier, kinder, braver.

Mine is this:

“We are grateful for peace on Earth and goodwill to all life now and consistently. Thank you. It is done.”

And I leave you with one more creative rebel hope.

That we walk together in conscious evolution—soon enough to harmonize our so-called differences, soon enough to learn to live, love, and play ball again.

Love is like baseball, after all! We practice patience, nurture teamwork, and the courage to keep showing up for the game.

May we exude gratitude for the bio-acoustic heart/mind resonance our diversity creates.

May we sing a new song of joy and wonder on the Earth, through the Earth, for the Earth, and all life upon it.

Wishing you a very happy holiday season.

May all beings, in all places, know unconditional love—now and forever.