Dearest family and friends,
I
promise this is the only time I will ever write you a letter like this.
In fact, I am only brave enough to share these thoughts with you
because I know you care. I know you care about both of us - my beloved
Melinda and me. The mutual respect we share has provided the courage
needed to share these words with you.
To
begin, I am not asking anything from you. If your understanding and
support is offered it will be a blessing I could never have asked for.
For true understanding is a gift. In this case it would carry a
significance and meaning that is life-changing.
We
live in a country where freedom and individual rights are not like
privileges which can be given or taken away. They are written into our
Constitution and the laws which govern us. Generation after generation
of brave men and women have fought to protect these rights and freedoms
including both of my grandfathers. We honor them every time we exercise
the rights we have as US citizens, and each time we protect the
individual rights and freedoms of our people.
Although our country hasn’t always gotten it right byway of civil rights and liberties I believe that we strive to.
New generations come along and demand more equality for our people.
Freedom and individual rights are what we stand. That is why this is a
sacred land and a place I am so proud to be from.
The
thing is, today, right now, Melinda and I are still being denied our
rights as US citizens. We are not full citizens under the law. We would
never ask for special rights but we want the rights you already have.
The legal right to marry is actually only one of hundreds
of legal rights we are being denied because we love each other. We are
tax paying citizens under the same laws as you just with different
treatment of them. This is contrary to everything I know about our
country.
Although a Presidential election is so much bigger than any one issue the
bottom line is this election is about our civil rights; which makes all
others issues a far second. Regardless of the collective choice for
President, on November 7th, you will still have your rights. However one
of the nominees for President has promised he will continue to deny us our rights.
Not
only has he promised to choose a Attorney General who will spend
millions of US tax dollars to defend the Defense of Marriage Act, he
has promised to forge a campaign to Amend the Constitution of the
United States to permanently deny Melinda and I the nearly 1,300 tax and
legal rights that come with marriage and our ability to take care of each
other. Our ability to take care of our children. Our rights to be
treated fairly and equally under the law. What is more American than
that?
I
know the value of your vote. I respect your choice. It is solely yours.
But, because you care about us, I felt compelled to share that if the
next President believes Melinda and I should be denied our rights as US
citizens than chances are so will the one or two Supreme Court Justices
he selects. That makes this election about far more than four
years. It makes it about the rest of our lives. It means this
election will determine whether or not our children will ever get to
see their parents have the rights of full US citizens.
I
know voting for Romney may be a vote for many things you believe in. He
may represent things you want for the next four years. I respect that.
But a vote for Romney is also a vote against us and our rights. I
wish this wasn’t his position but it is. And, we needed you to know.
With love,
Alexa Benson-Valavanis
Just This Ranch
Because Two Cowgirls Fell in Love
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Sunday, October 21, 2012
Sunday, July 29, 2012
A Blessing in Every Bite
The warm, sweet taste of
a peach right off its branch.
A simple, unmistakable reminder
of the many blessings
which grace our days.
We are grateful.
We are so grateful.
Today's harvest at Just This Ranch.
Wednesday, July 18, 2012
Grape Harvest
This morning we found the sunlight trapped inside delicate and sweet, green and purple skin. With love from Just This Ranch.
Tuesday, June 19, 2012
Just This Morning
The sunflowers were welcoming the sunlight,
The "teenage" hens were hunting for worms in the grass,
The Sun-Tea was brewing,
Our first ear of corn was sprouting a cute hair-do,
And some of us, were just trying to wake up!
The "teenage" hens were hunting for worms in the grass,
The Sun-Tea was brewing,
Our first ear of corn was sprouting a cute hair-do,
And some of us, were just trying to wake up!
Wednesday, June 13, 2012
An Old Fence...
I got a lot of crazy looks and people shook their heads at me and smiled, thinking I was going to save a stack of old fencing for years and Never Re-use it!
Well...
Here is what I have to say in response:
A potting Bench
A Recycled Wine-barrel Table
(Inspiration from Pinterest)
Our Beloved "Barn Bar"
A stack of crates...
that have so many uses
A large frame
No summary needed, but an Old Fence is quite a find!
Well...
Here is what I have to say in response:
A potting Bench
A Recycled Wine-barrel Table
(Inspiration from Pinterest)
Our Beloved "Barn Bar"
A stack of crates...
that have so many uses
A large frame
And a bonus photo of AJ on the Barn Bar! |
Saturday, March 17, 2012
Tuesday, March 13, 2012
The Best Part of Waking Up...
When you live on a farm there are always little surprises. Though we knew our Chief Hen, Cheese, was warming eggs we were delighted to find our newest additions.
Introducing...
Aprille, Bringsmae, and Flowers
Tuesday, February 14, 2012
Valentine's Day
February 2012 | Why Marriage Equality STILL Matters
Two years ago I wrote an editorial on marriage
equality. When I wrote it I had not yet
met the love of my life. I had not yet
met the future mother of my children or the one person on earth with whom I
would share every joy and sorrow.
Even so, even though I had yet to meet the person I would
promise forever to - I knew I deserved that right. Both of my grandfathers fought in World War II
against tyranny, hatred and discrimination so I learned as a young child what
our nation stood for. I never questioned whether or not I would be treated
equally. I never questioned whether or not I deserved the right to life, liberty
and the pursuit of happiness. I
certainly never wondered if I would be able to get married to the person I
loved. Of course I would. For what is a
life without love? And, what of love if you cannot promise "to have and to hold, for richer or poorer, in sickness and in health..."
Well, I am still an American and I still don't have the rights my grandfathers fought for. I’m not going to speak to the differences between domestic partnerships and marriage. If you believe separate is equal than my heart aches for the world you must see. But, if you believe that all American citizens deserve equal rights under the law than I ask you what I asked of you two years ago, please speak up. Tell your friends. Tell your children. Tell your state and federal representatives. Speak out for equality.
Two courts have ruled that to deny Melinda and I the right to marriage is unconstitutional. The fact that Melinda and I cannot get married and raise our children under that legal protection is not something I am willing to accept. It does not matter how long it takes the only end to the fight for civil rights is when everyone of our citizens has them.
Two Years Ago...
February 2010 | Why Marriage Equality Matters
I know we have pressing matters to tend to. Our
homeless need shelter, our sick need care, our schools need resources, and our
children need to be left a world they can thrive in; a world with clean water
and air, with art and innovation, with religious freedom and equality. In fact,
these are the very objects of my affection and what I’ve dedicated my life’s
work to insuring.
So, I understand busy. Each one of us is occupied in
various and numerous ways. We have our “urgents” and our “importants” battling
for every minute of our days. There is only so much we can get involved in.
Perhaps, our gay friends and their fight for marriage equality will have to
wait a bit longer for our attention? I say this and I am gay.
So, I can only imagine where this issue ranks in your
to-do list. But, the truth is, marriage equality is no more a gay issue than
slavery was a black issue. In 2010, hundreds of thousands of Americans are
being treated as partial citizens. The very men and women we trust to fight our
wars, protect our streets, teach our children and heal our sick can’t get
married.
I can’t get married. I am an American citizen, living
under the same constitution as you, abiding by the same tax laws as you, yet
without the same rights as you. Doesn’t that matter?
Marriage matters. It matters in our society. It
matters in our laws. It matters in our hearts. Equal rights and equality
protection under the law - matters. For as long as we allow discrimination in
our laws it will remain in our hearts.
I recently heard the story of a Missouri state
trooper, Dennis Engelhard, who was killed on Christmas day. He was helping a
motorist when a car driving past lost control, hitting and killing the 49-year
old trooper.
Dennis was gay. He had committed his life to his
partner of fifteen years. After his tragic death, the state denied the normal
pension benefits that would have been given to any other spouse. In Missouri
there is no legal way for same-sex couples to marry. They are not protected
under the very laws that Dennis fought to defend day in and day out. Marriage
matters.
There are countless stories like that of Dennis
Engelhard being told in a small courtroom in Sacramento, during the Proposition
8 trials. If you haven’t read the arguments for both sides of this issue yet,
please spend a few minutes at www.prop8trialtracker.com.
Within the testimonies of each witness and expert one
fact prevails. There are societal, psychological, emotional, and economic
ramifications linked to marriage. Denying marriage to an entire class of people
has negative consequences which extend beyond those individuals, and impact
their families, their friends and their communities. Moreover, denying same-sex
couples the right to marry has a negative impact our economy as a whole.
Oppression is oppression no matter what way you look at it and is harmful to
society.
I’m writing this editorial as a friend of this
community and a firm believer in the values we built our nation’s democracy on.
I also believe there is no greater foundation than that of our family, friends
and faith. It is that foundation which led me to public service, and has
provided the compass needed to negotiate the difficult waters I’ve faced. It is
not easy to be gay in America.
But, I am not writing this as a victim. I’m not
writing this to stand on a soup-box or run for office. It simply occurred to me
that maybe no one has asked you yet; asked you to get involved. If that was the
case, I wanted to be the first.
It will take all of us to abolish institutionalized
discrimination from our state and federal laws. Only then will we have a nation
worthy of our children.
~ Alexa Benson-Valavanis
Thursday, January 19, 2012
Heaven's Drink
Rain drops slide down the old wooden house's frame tap-dancing along the way. The chimney smokes sweet dry oak trees. The dogs settle in for a deep afternoon nap as I start to keep track of time. I know soon my darling cowgirl will return. The chickens who at first scratched about undeterred by heaven's drink now find refuge in shelter. The goats like a warm funnel cake from the county fair remain intertwined. How this has become my life is beyond understanding? Where thoughts once lingered now only gratitude remains; overwhelming uncontrollable gratefulness.
Sunday, October 16, 2011
Sunday, September 18, 2011
Morning Light
For Melinda Lee
There she lay
in the morning light
naked, save the shadows
cast by her own curves
flawless, complete
Her soft blue eyes
remain closed
untouched by fear
holding only the slight
remnants of sorrow
from living raw and alive
in a numb world
Reluctantly I move
unwilling to stir her,
to pull her
from the dreams
keeping company
with her heart
Instead I remove my shirt
slowly press my chest
against her back
wrap my small hand
around her waist
and, breathe in
I breathe her in
I breathe her
so deeply
so completely
into my soul
The morning light
unabashed, dances on
through the fruit trees
inside the dawn
as our witness.
~Alexa
Thursday, September 15, 2011
A Country Sunrise
The white porcelain mug
rested on her fingertips
her lips yearned for the sweet
familiar taste of morning
with its warm hazelnut finish
and soft sunrise
Her eyes held the orange kiss
between the earth and sky
a horizon which promised
uninterrupted time
minutes free to live, to love
without the constant
interpretation from God's believers
about what form love should take
As if they know what it took to make
the heavens and the seas
For that gentle moment
inside the new dawn
when the cold morning's breath
met the rooster's song
she bowed her head
She prayed for freedom
from the fear in their hearts
knowing she would offer it back to them
if it wasn't love they needed so much more.
~Alexa
familiar taste of morning
with its warm hazelnut finish
and soft sunrise
Her eyes held the orange kiss
between the earth and sky
a horizon which promised
uninterrupted time
minutes free to live, to love
without the constant
interpretation from God's believers
about what form love should take
As if they know what it took to make
the heavens and the seas
For that gentle moment
inside the new dawn
when the cold morning's breath
met the rooster's song
she bowed her head
She prayed for freedom
from the fear in their hearts
knowing she would offer it back to them
if it wasn't love they needed so much more.
~Alexa
Wednesday, August 3, 2011
End of the Dirt Road
For Melinda Lee.
My love
like a tall slim street lamp
My love
like a tall slim street lamp
illuminates each room she graces
barefooted and breathtaking
in ripped jeans
and quiet brilliance
Not far from her reach
a country morning hums
dinner plate dahlias burst
and untamed oak trees dance
against the sleepy sun's yawn
against the sleepy sun's yawn
Our minds tiptoe towards light
still intertwined in last night's dreams
our bodies tangled in soft sheets
with no reason in the world
to rush awake
A house at the end of the dirt road
amid almond trees and wild gratitude
I fall into the bliss
of finding the very woman
of finding the very woman
I was born to love.
~Alexa
~Alexa
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