What if, following the Sermon on the Mount,
we proclaimed one day a year
to be Non-Judgment Day?
‘The Total Acceptance League,’
we would, on principle, say
‘That’s cool,’ or ‘I understand,’
or ‘If that’s true, then we’ll just deal with it
as best we can,’ to whatever anyone
thought, or felt, or said, or did,
If someone was a drag, then they’d
get dragged off to the station house,
or be duly chastised,
but without any rancor whatsoever.
My guess, though, is that
if we all completely accepted
the reality of who we were, minute by minute,
and felt that same acceptance by others,
then this would be a heaven on earth.
Fantasy? Not necessarily.
What’s to prevent us from starting today,
right here at home,
even for just this next moment?