In town, I ran into Treasure Wilkinson and her daughter Lynne, up from Rhode Island to spend New Year’s Eve with her mother. You could reach out and touch the love between these two beautiful women. I have only known Treasure and her partner Donna for a short while, they are among my favorite people on the earth.

Some people just exude love, for people, for animals, for their families. Treasure has suffered plenty, she is a newcomer to the country, she makes Native-American Dream Catchers and rescues animals  and simply exudes love and connection.

She helped us rescue our Romney sheep, the gang of four, and brought several baby goats over for us to meet. Tonight, she and Donna brought some moonshine for us to drink, and we will bring in the New Year with it.

She is humanity’s hope in so many ways, she inspires me to see the best angels in  us, and to grasp the dimensions in love that are so important, but never seem to make the so-called news. When I see Treasure, I always see love, pure and unconditional and bottomless.

I see it with her and animals, with her and Donna, with her and me, with her and her family and the rest of the world. There are so many good people in the world, and they want to do good. Treasure is a prophet of love, there is nothing to her but heart. In the Corporate Nation, where people obsess about money and the hateful world of politics, Treasure obsesses about love. I believe she is the future and the hope.