Just when you thought the chaos couldn’t get any more intense; now we have a key political dude with COVID (sorry, difficult for me to refer to him as “president” or even “leader”) and all the attendant craziness that implies, plus the oppressive smoke, the terror of the fires, the lingering COVID issues (where to begin?) as well as SCOTUS and the upcoming election. It’s a lot to hold. I can feel myself move toward despair, anxiety, and overwhelm, but I try not to linger there. I want to remain devoted to finding the beauty in the world, even amidst the crazy. I need the balance. I need to do things that keep me centered, keep me from going off kilter. I want to make space for the anger, the disappointment, the frustration, the sorrow, but I also want to allow the little joys & wonders to be present in my life as well. I want to be able to hold both joy and sorrow together, in balance. It seems lately I marvel at the little things that bring me joy; birdsong in the morning, a walk in nature, a sweet text from a friend, the lyrics of a song, my matcha tea in the morning. I want to mark the thoughtful small gestures of kindness & beauty and give that radiant light as much prominence in my being as the darkness of these days. What keeps me in balance? An awareness that suffering is part of life. I find solace in a walk in the wilderness, doing T’ai Chi, meditating, connecting with friends, reading a good book, and dancing. Yes, moving my body to the rhythm of music is a way for me to come back into balance. I move my body. I soften my heart. I rest my thinking mind. I come into full presence with the music and with the other dancers---to a certain extent (more difficult on zoom, admittedly). I want to take this moment to invite us all to take the time to mark that which feels good right now, that which nourishes our heart, soul, and body, that which bring us back into balance, that which makes us fly, that which makes us sing.
It gives me great joy to report that our beautiful and beloved Jennifer Burner will create the soundscape for us tomorrow morning.
Helpful link: https://www.openfloordance.org/community-dances
Two poems for you this week. . . .because it’s been the sort of week that requires extra poetry.
THE WAY WINGS SHOULD by Rumi
What will our children do in the morning?
Will they wake with their hearts wanting to play the way wings should?
Will they have dreamed the needed flights and gathered the strength from the planets that all men and women need to balance the wonderful charms of the earth so that her power and beauty does not make us forget our own?
I know all about the ways of the heart – how it wants to be alive.
Love so needs to love that it will endure almost anything, even abuse, just to flicker for a moment.
But the sky’s mouth is kind, its song will never hurt you, for I sing those words.
What will our children do in the morning if they do not see us fly?
~ Rumi ~
THE UNBROKEN by Rashani Rea
There is a brokenness out of which comes the unbroken, a shatteredness out of which blooms the unshatterable. There is a sorrow beyond all grief which leads to joy and a fragility out of whose depths emerges strength. There is a hollow space too vast for words through which we pass with each loss, out of whose darkness we are sanctioned into being. There is a cry deeper than all sound whose serrated edges cut the heart as we break open to the place inside which is unbreakable and whole while learning to sing.
I wish you a sense of peace and harmony. I wish you health and ease of being. I wish you joy, my friends. May you find joy in your day, in this moment.
Note: photo is of yours truly doing T'ai Chi with the trees.