Monday, April 4, 2022

Dear Complex Beautiful Human,

I woke up this morning to an aching and throbbing wrist sucking my energy, bleak prospects about finding a new place, and snow on the ground in April coupled with a hopeless grey sky.  I wished I could just fall asleep again or hide under the blankets for a while, but my wishing was interrupted by my husband bringing me coffee before leaving for work and like a wave of sunshine parting the clouds I then also felt gratitude for my beautiful partner, coffee and the present moment lying in a warm bed in a beautiful place right here and now.  After this wave of warmth, another roll of harshness clawed its way back and I remembered a friend shared with me yesterday about the struggles her son is going through with aggression and eruptions, and another friend the day before who confided that her daughter is hopeless and depressed and she doesn’t know how to help her. While these two stories are about only two kids, unfortunately its far too common of a problem in all of us, but it also echos the stuff that is going on all over the world.  So many wars are still raging against innocent people all over the world, some with real bombs, some with bans and mandates, some purely economic, even some habitual and unnoticed by the perpetrator or victim alike, all of them equally deadly.  All wars divide, some drive wedges between nations and folk, some divide humans from their human rights, and some divide our thinking from our creativity or our spirit from our body. What can we do to heal, help and transform instead of despairing or fighting?  How do we create fertile ground for peace, freedom and love?     

As i sip my coffee I keep feeling this push and pull between anger and depression but also I notice gratitude hanging about at the edges and the desire to share and write a letter to you that gives light, inspires love or ignites action towards creating the world we all want to participate in! If I let my inner division drain me, immobilise or stop me, then I’m defeated truly.  Therefore I need to celebrate that we are not computers, we can be complex and hold paradoxical truths, we can be wonderful while still being a work in progress.   We can work on loving ourselves more while being a force of love in the world and loving others. I can feel anger and fear and also let gratitude in, I can be scared but act out of love or a deep wish for peace even if i don’t know what to do or how we’re going to get there.  I don’t know what to do to make boys feel loved and not want to hit things, I don’t know how to cure little girls from adult sized depressions and inspire life in them again, i don’t know how to stop bombs from falling or the greedy from scheming but i know that despite my fear and doubt i have to try anyways.   If we all try in our ways to heal divides and champion peace, then maybe collectively we have a chance of reaching the one place nobody can get to alone, peace. 

Well my coffee is now long cold, the snow has turned to rain and the sky is still relentlessly grey, but I feel more ready to keep going and creatively raging towards peace, love and collaboration even if we don’t know how were going to get there  because I know I am not alone in this deep wish for Peace. In the spirit of cosmic entrepreneurship we need to say yes to what we want, Peace, even if we don’t know how to do it!  We will discover the way together.  

Come join us on the mat, lets remind each other that we are truly in this together, help each other keep our hearts up and keeping our practice on. 

with lots of love, Rachel 

p.s. if you are not making it to your mat these days are you praying or meditating?  what are you doing to keep your light on and how are you actively working towards peace?  there are many ways, but if your searching  below is a thread that you could follow...

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TĀRĀ YÜLLE GYALJEMA, 

protector against war and violence.  find out more about her and a mantra for piece by following this link:

https://www.taramandala.org/13th-tara

❤

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