Remember to love each other like Rufus Valentine

What the…? Ned Hickson! I come here for light relief. This is heavy, man. It touches my feels. Beautifully executed, incredibly touching, heart-wrenching… Sheesh! Why would anybody share this? :p Other than to highlight that there really aren’t enough Rufus Valentines in the world, spreading a message of love, one brother, one sister at a time…

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Rufus Valentine hands As I’ve mentioned before, I lived in the South for 10 years, with six of those years spent in the suburbs of Atlanta. In the early 1990s, I was a restaurant chef operating in one of Georgia’s largest shopping malls — three stories of glass, sale banners and merchants spanning six football fields’ worth of mall space.

As you can imagine, I’ve dealt with as many personalities as there are seats in a 280-capacity dining room. The fact that Rufus Valentine dug such a deep groove in my memory should tell you a little something about the man’s character.

I’d like to tell you more.

The first time I saw Rufus Valentine was during the Braves’ heyday in February of 1992, when all of Atlanta was anticipating the spring — and a run at the World Series. Essentially, you could be completely naked; but as long as you had a…

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About Running Elk

My given native name, Running Elk, was bestowed in 2008 as I took my first steps as a fully fledged Medicine Man of the Zuni tradition. A most unlikely candidate for the role, my journey as a healer began some four years prior. The detour onto the shamanic way was most unexpected, yet has been one of the most rewarding challenges to date.
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3 Responses to Remember to love each other like Rufus Valentine

  1. alienorajt says:

    Wow! Incredibly moving piece. Made me want to cry. Thanks so much for sharing. A telling metaphor for our times, I feel. xxx

  2. Sandra says:

    That was beautiful and sad. Really makes you think

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