Grief in the Face of Burning Cities

We have all become so numbed, it seems, to the horror show that is our current story, whether it’s a disease decimating our population and putting the black and brown people at the greatest risk, or the primitive barbaric murder in full view of an innocent black man by a police force not equipped to deal with their hatred of “other.” I feel we are spiraling down a scary rabbit hole, while many who might make a difference and remind us of justice and man’s goodness stand aside, stay silent, and watch it happen. The country is burning up with its anger and our “leader" fans the flames….Is it possible that something positive can rise out of the ashes? In order to stay sane, I offer that we must believe this.

Those of us who choose to express ourselves creatively have a undeniable responsibility to speak our truth and I want to bless all of you I know and all those unseen for the courage and effort it takes to stand up and speak. We will bear witness somehow, as will many more beings from all paths in the future, and if we are deeply sad and need to yell and scream in outrage at our higher being for allowing this cruelty, then we must, because this is what is real - right now, and the Buddha teaches us to awaken to what is real in the moment so that we may act wisely.

And on the other side of outrage I imagine the joining of hands, building of community, and remembering we are all brothers and sisters.

Thanks for listening to my cry this morning… I am deeply grateful for you all.