Dear Ladies and Gents,
I’m writing to you from my freezing cold front porch early in the morn, longing for spring, and loving this cup of coffee.
I’ve found it difficult lately to address business as usual and like many others I think feel both energized by the fresh start of a new year and weary for the unknowns of what is to come with respect to world affairs. Reflection on life purposes, how we connect, what we give to ourselves and each other, how we spend our precious time each day and the conscious choices we make on all fronts have been swirling around in my noodle.
How do we take on dangerous bullies? What’s the best way to fight back with integrity and serve humanity with whatever individual gifts we have to offer in small and big ways? Who do we look to for inspiration and articulation and hope? What is the importance of art,? Can we find peace if we practice stillness and when is that clearly not enough?
Life goes on and there is sickness and health, good days and bad, and these things compete with major injustices happening everywhere and all of the brain speak transforms one’s perspective. It’s overwhelming and heavy and can be paralyzing and shed light on how little many things matter in the scope of it all. And that makes business as usual so distasteful.
I find the art of it all in the courage to persevere, to take action, to remain inspired, informed and brave, to constantly search out those that can say it better than we can, to remain open and hopeful and compassionate and fierce all at the same time. To use our voices even if they’ve been quiet or are late to the game or say more of what everyone else is saying…
Keep going. Stay inspired. Practice love.