Writing my way through the A-to-Z blogging challenge, I’ve tasked myself with exploring the concepts of pronoia (the belief that the universe is conspiring to shower us with blessings), quiety (serenity) and peace – all through the lens of unusual, obscure, or simply delightful-to-me words.
D is for… dedoleate, a 17th century word meaning “to cease to be unhappy.”
It’s my belief that part of our work here is to tend to the garden of ourselves. We need to clear stones and obstacles so our roots can grow deep; we need to nourish and enrich our soil; we need to keep ourselves deeply watered and angled toward the sun; and we need to weed out that which isn’t supportive.
Life is not always easy, that’s for certain. There is endless noise and chaos; things not preferred; surprises that unsettle us and cause wobbliness; institutions and policy that encourage separation and value personal profit over everything. People get sick; friends leave us; accidents happen; hearts and bodies get weary. This is the world we live in; and this is the world we need to find ways to navigate through.
I often speak about my personal mission to keep my feet on the joy trail. It’s not because I wish to don blinders to the very real concerns of our planet and those inhabiting it, pretending I don’t care. My life has been painted with sadness and difficulty, just as all our lives have. But I don’t think those have to be the only garments in our wardrobe. I think we can make choices to invite more joy, more happiness, more balance, more beauty into our lives, and in doing so make those things just a tiny bit more available to everyone else in the collective as well. We can offer a momentary glimpse of something that might inspire someone else to hold a bit more light. To help them turn away, if just for a moment, from the noise and anger and irritableness that has increasingly become the norm.
I believe we need to turn our faces to sun more – both literally and metaphorically.
I love what Brian Swimme has to say:
“The Sun, each second, transforms four million tons of itself into light, giving itself over to becoming energy that we, with every meal, partake of. For four million years, humans have been feasting on the Sun’s energy stored in the form of wheat or reindeer, as each day the Sun dies and is reborn as the vitality of the Earth. Every child of ours needs to learn the simple truth: She is the energy of the Sun. And we adults should organize things so her face shines with the same radiant joy.”
Isn’t that a powerful and beautiful admonishment?
We, too, have only so much energy to expend in this life. Our time here is finite, and we’re constantly making choices about how we’re spending it. I’m suggesting we choose more consciously. That we lean into joy, into kindness, into radical radiance.
What might that look like for you? What gift can you give yourself today that contributes to the collective good as well? How might you become a dedoleate disciple today? Do tell – you know I’d love to hear.