If we were having coffee today I’d tell you how tender my heart is. There are times when I seriously wonder if there is any hope for our world. Times when I want to say I give up. I simply don’t know how any of us can be in this place anymore. I feel deep despair and anger and shame that there is such depth of suffering in our world; such hatred; such divisiveness; such institutionalized racism; such willingness to embrace us/them blinders; such willingness to arm ourselves and take positions of power over; such fear and frustration that has escalated into explosiveness that is so corrosive and so damaging I think none of us are unscarred.
If we were having coffee today I’d tell you how deeply I struggle with this. Because in truth I believe it is my mission – through the work that I do, through my service to others, through the living of my life as an expression of what is important to me – to increase the vibration of Love and Joy on this planet, and help those on their spiritual path move into ever-increasing awareness, wholeness, and joy, and most importantly anchor the vibration of Unity Consciousness.
For so many of us, when we’re feeling this overwhelming helplessness and hopelessness there’s nothing to do but sit with our tender hearts for a while. Live with the grief. Reach for the things that bring us small measures of comfort. Slow deep breaths. Salt water baths. Being in nature. Flower essences. I find myself turning to certain books and poems, and right now I’m reading Anne Lamott’s Stitches: A Handbook on Meaning, Hope and Repair.
Sometimes it’s all I can do to hold on to a simple quote and let that be a mantra. Right now I’m letting Barbara Kingsolver’s admonishment be a guiding star:
“The very least you can do in your life is to figure out what you hope for. And the most you can do is live inside that hope. Not admire it from a distance but live right in it, under its roof.”
And then when I feel a little less wobbly, a little less defeated, a little less heart-broken, I’m going to let something Henry Ward Beecher said be what I aspire to:
“A man ought to carry himself in the world as an orange tree would if it could walk up and down in the garden, swinging perfume from every little censer it holds up to the air.”
Thank you for stopping by and sitting with me and listening. Don’t underestimate how helpful that is – listening to someone, and perhaps reaching over and holding their hand, but mostly just listening and really hearing, makes a world of difference.
If you want to join #Weekend Coffee Share here’s the link. But in any case, do let me know what you’re thinking. What’s in your heart? What kindnesses are you offering yourself? How do you want to carry yourself in this one world we have? How can you be a blessing? Do tell – you know I love to hear.