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I want to remember to ask myself this when someone is really irritating me- when the doctor deliberately misleads me about a test done on my dying father or when someone tells a lie about me to others. Funny, even as I write those two (recent) examples I get how, from the perspective of love- of seeing each other in our shared human-ness- tenderness arises. The doctor is attached to getting a diagnosis as if it will make a difference (at this point it will not,) & I want to say to her gently, “It’s okay. He has these symptoms because he is dying. It’s okay.” The person who lied about me has a story I can never really know. I speak to my own hurt & anger, reminding myself, “It doesn’t matter. May she be free from suffering,” & I use my energy elsewhere, stopping the inner rant that only drains me. I’m not saying that any of this is easy- and yet, somehow, just asking myself how love might see a situation… shifts something, opens what is closing in me, softens what is hardening. And for that, I am grateful.
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Another story snippet: “When my eldest son Brendan was born he was placed on my belly and covered with a blanket… .After a while the midwife laid him beside me on the bed to examine him, to make sure the proper number of fingers and toes were all in the right places. It was a hot day in July, the room was warm and he was laid on a flannel blanket. But the second he was laid down he screamed and frantically flung out both arms seeking something to hang on to. Physically alone for the first time with only the warm air of the room touching most of his body he was lost in a vast and unfamiliar emptiness. His tiny red fist reached up and grabbed the only thing in his vicinity- the midwife’s long ponytail- and yanked it toward him with amazing strength, pulling her face close to his as if to say, “Don’t leave me alone out here in this nothingness. I don’t like it!”

This is what it is like for us sometimes in the emptiness- terrifying. And we grab at what is available and pull it close to us. Hopefully we have surrounded ourselves with people and places and ideas and practices that remind us that we belong, that we are always connected to that which sustains life. Otherwise we are left grabbing for things that may lower our anxiety but do so by removing us from ourselves and the world, diminishing our ability to feel pleasure as well as pain.”

~ Oriah Mountain Dreamer from THE DANCE

May we be with it all & reach for what supports us in an open-hearted, curious-minded, body-grounded intention today, particularly in those moments when the vastness within & around us feels a little overwhelming.

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What would it look like if we allowed ourselves to be God-mad, if we simply decided to stop whatever we were doing and wait until the impulse to move came from a deep awareness of the sacred presence within and around us and then followed wherever it led?
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I want to remind us all that the world is listening, all the time. How we are ripples out from us into the world and affects others. We have a responsibility - an ability to respond - to the world. Finding our particular way of living this responsibility, of offering who we are to the world, is why we are here. We are called because the world needs us to embody the meaning in our lives. God needs us awake. The world we live in is a co-creation, a manifestation of individual consciousness woven into a collective dream. How we are with each other as individuals, as groups, as nations and tribes, is what shapes that dream.
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