when bombarded with the perpetual state of fear and alarm by the world around us
(it all appears to be crumbling (it is all on fire!)!)
it may appear there is no time to be quiet and to listen…it is all so urgent!
and yet, i am finding it to be one of the most important times to do so…
it seems these times require for us to really sit ourselves down in the very soil of our lives, to be quiet, and to listen to what our lives are asking of us. who are we to be in the world? (“be the change you wish to see in the world”)…no longer passing that buck to the next smoke and mirrors politician who indeed has many allegiances!
this predicament is where we find ourselves…smack dab in the middle of being governed by a corrupt system…and this awareness does not alleviate the importance of casting our ballots (as they do make an impact no doubt)…stating our voices and concerns, and even as an act of radical hope in the midst of the shit-storm.
…but it seems even more important that we vow to have our lives be our on-going vote
no set of circumstances (it is all passing away!) or governance can alleviate our discomfort and suffering, let us not get stuck in patterns of blame and victimization…let us refuse fear’s persuasive voice and stand in our fully embodied humane, human being-ness.
are we loving our neighbors? (let alone ourselves, our husbands, wives, children, families, co-workers?)…
have we allowed fear’s voice to dominate and take charge of even our ability to love each other or ourselves, or our ability to be kind?
if we don’t start here in our very own lives, doing our best to slow down, listen, clean-up, grow-up and show-up…how then can we listen to know how our lives (or our vote) might serve in best loving the world with clarity and compassion?
the good news is: life is practice!
each moment is new!
each conversation and connection a new gift and potential opportunity to see or experience things a bit differently, that we might know we are not alone.
let us be those who dare build bridges and choose not to be those that burn bridges out of fear and the perceived need to protect the island that we may have been told we are (unto ourselves).
for now, it seems the most radical and powerful vote i can make is with my life…to love the best i can in each moment…to choose to lean in, even straight into fear’s eyes with the open-est heart i can possibly muster
…imperfect as i am and however many times i fall and don’t quite get it right!…
let us rise again and dust off our knees…
courageously choosing and staying (over and over again) on the path of love.