Beauty, Light, Hatred, Death, Yin, Yang

I went to bed early last night, after having been serenaded (she performed a set at the Hotel Cafe in Hollywood) by the beautiful, wonderfully talented Kat Parsons. I lay me down to rest with a smile on my face and a song in my heart. I woke up this morning, just a few short hours later, to the hatred, violence and death in the wake of the multiple bombings in London.

It amazes me how a species can give birth to such beauty, art and music, yet is also capable of such deep-rooted hatred, which fosters the acts of terrorism we saw unfolding before us today. We have to have hot and cold, young and old, frail and strong, Yin and Yang; life is an either or proposition. Today I saw both sides rear their heads.