“Today, like every other day, we wake up empty/and frightened….” ~ Rumi
There are days when the world is too much with us – when the news reports are about the terrifying things we continue to do to each other, when an unexpected telephone call too early in the morning changes everything and there’s nothing you can do about it but pray (for a long time) and to show them you love them, when where you were once able to see beauty in that certain slant of light or find solace in the quietude of that sunset or the ocean; or, the enduring love of that person who gently tries to prod you back to your better self falls on your deaf heart. A long-loved friend dies – you were better than sisters to each other. The drowning of another friend’s 3 year old son strikes another shattering blow. Like a slug being hit by salt, you curl up, tight.
You know you’re in trouble; but, can’t find your way back.
Slowly, by constancy, grace, force of will and that invisible Love, a small chink finds its way in. Belly laughs return. Someone you’ve reached out to after your long silence interrupts your conversation, prays for you, and your heart lifts a little – amen.
No one said this life would be easy; and, sometimes it’s not. But, it’s worth it – every time.
“…Everything/has to do with loving and not loving/This night will pass./Then we have work to do.” ~ Rumi