March In Love
As many sisters and brothers gather to march together today, I have chosen to sit and reflect. My march comes from inside my heart. Working from the inside out. From the foundation up. My roots are where I receive my nourishment and where I can then give that nourishment to others. My hope is that everyone is marching from a place of compassion, love and connection. My hope is that the motivation is not because of anger, hate, and retaliation. You cannot fight hate with hate, only with love. Can you see President Trump through compassionate eyes? Can you stand in the center of your heart and grow from that space? Connecting under the umbrella of love can be so powerful. Check in with your intentions.
I was reading a beautiful passage from one of my favorite authors, Terry Tempest Williams. She writes,
“We watched the towers collapse. We watched America choose war. The peace in our own hearts shattered.
How to pick up these pieces?
What to do with these pieces?
I was desperate to retrieve the poetry I had lost.
Standing on a rocky point in Maine, looking east toward the horizon at dusk, I faced the ocean. ‘Give me one wild word.’ It was all I asked of the sea.
The tide was out. The mudflats exposed. A gull picked up a large white clam, hovered high above the rocks, then dropped it. The clam broke open, and the gull swooped down to eat the fleshy animal inside.
‘Give me one wild word to follow…’
And the word the sea rolled back to me was ‘m o s a i c.’ ”
There is a beautiful message in this passage and actually Terry wrote an entire book on it. When things feel broken, when life feels like it is in pieces, how do we shine light in the cracks? How do we make the pieces beautiful again? It is impossible to put the pieces back together in exactly the same order, without ever knowing they were broken. We must recreate. We must come together and make it beautiful again.
Or perhaps the beauty was never lost? Perhaps we were just focusing on what was or is broken instead of looking a little closer and realizing it’s all still there. All the pieces are still there. How will we rearrange them into something new? We are standing at a horizon where we get to rewrite the story with all the wisdom that has been passed on. Millions of pieces of wisdom.
Wherever you are today, check in with your heart. What story do you want to write? Where do you want your intentions to come from? How do you want to feel? Take that inner guidance and rearrange the pieces. Create something new. Everything is still there. It’s waiting for the glue of love to create the future.
