The breath of joy sometimes waits …with longing to be a part of the breeze .
To dance among the trees and to tickle the ocean’s surface it waits . Creating the dips and
highs for the light to play and play . And intertwining with sun sending shimmering nuances
here and there.
The breath of sadness , sometimes mindful , might remain in your cells for years .
Ancient tears may turn up
and hold you like a blanket all the while asking to be freed .
The breath of freedom … is pure love . It knows no bounds and soars and floats and glides .
Imagine a translucent , shimmering and infinite stream of light moving within and through
of life . It is continuous and generous
unless it is stopped .
Breathe and awaken the light .
My heart is always filled with hope for the best outcome and my soul knows that compassion created and given away today is what lives in eternity and is passed on from one life to another life . I also know that the sorrows that we carry in our hearts are interwoven with our triumphs . It’s not always the happy , rosy picture but there is always space to heal and to do better for one another and for our precious home , earth .
The quiet is palpable . I hear a bird singing every so often . A good sign I think ..or is it ? The smoke filled air coats my tongue and reaches back into my throat . It’s a constant . You can’t get away from it . The denseness is uncomfortable like a coat that you’d rather not wear . Only you can’t take it off. My heart aches and breaks when I allow my thoughts to turn towards the animals that don’t understand why their environment is burning and why they must try to flee .
Nature is has been calling to us for years and years and as we burn our house down will we learn ? We are taking our own breath away .
The sacredness of all life in a single breath
And in a single tree .
Walking and walking only for the sake of being . Chains become freedom and whispers become words . Words that release the power of connection to lifetimes past , this moment here and now and of the dreams yet to materialize .
The steps become an expansive mind . The mind moves away from ego and boundaries between the earth and spirit are moving within each other easily . I may become one with it’s flow as mightily as with you .
And the magnificence held so dear in a single moment , in a single breath floats quietly towards the heavens . It is celebrated amongst the stars and with each beating heart is remembered .
On the very day that we laid to rest one of our greatest human rights leaders of our time this :
I am a mom to a compassionate , intelligent young woman . Her kind and giving heart stands up for injustices against those with less privilege . People that suffer because of having less privileges and opportunities simply because of the color of their skin . I am of the same heart and mind as my daughter . Since early in my youth I have felt the call to stand up for human rights , protesting peacefully , writing letters to legislators , volunteering and …listening . And today my daughter faced the ugliness of hatred because of her values and principles . She has Black Lives Matter written on the back window of her car . She has other pro human rights sentiments on her window as well .
Today , of all days , someone chose to threaten her life because of it . A man chose to follow her off of a freeway exit , he sped up along side of her and turned his vehicle inwards towards her car as if to ram her and to force her off of the road . A life threatening action that could have been catastrophe with irreversible results . And all because he did not like her opinions . He violently opposed her values . His risked her life as well the lives of others by his actions .
Here we are America . Threatening each other over human rights . Over what it means to be considered a human being . Wiling to end another persons life because she or he stands up for social justice . It’s time to give birth to a new USA .
The process is painful . My hope is that what is taking place now with the violence against peaceful protests and individuals is like the birthing process . It is a struggle . It is painful and it is violent . And at the other side of it a more just , equitable and compassionate country .
The people fighting against the changes have caught the disease of hatred and fear . Desperation has taken hold of them . They are entangled within their own chains . How might we set them free from the hate ?
In the darkness of such hate we must be the light . Carry a peaceful heart and in the words of Mr.Lewis ” make good trouble ” .