I love diversity in community. The more diverse the better. In fact, I believe that if we were all open and honest, we would discover that underneath our superficially thin layer of homogeneity lies dormant a wide and wonderful diversity. It was like when I came to this community years ago. Nobody drank. That was understood. But when we were visiting people they would pull beer or wine hiding in their fridge's crispers wrapped in paper bags. So, my work isn't to try to build a diverse community, but dealing with the one I already have, to encourage its diverse demonstration. That is, I try to stimulate an environment where people think independently, feel honestly, express uniquely, live authentically, and are loved unconditionally. I begin with myself. It never ends. The pressure to divide into smaller sovereign clumps of people is insidiously persistent. The gravitational pull is always toward provincialism. The necessary work of encouraging differing people to dwell together in peace and with compassion is incessant. I love the work though. And I love to see it working, in spite of all the opposition. When Paul said that we are all members one of another, I don't believe he was just talking narrowly about the church, but about all things... people and people, people and the earth, people and all creatures. A reconciliation of all things has been accomplished and there is a supreme unity that, in spite of our blindness and resistance, begs to be kept. The fine art photograph is the creation of my friend Mark Hemmings, and is a photo of Shibuya Crossing in Tokyo, Japan. Imagine all the people living life in peace! Check out my tees HERE and my art HERE.