So much in life can stir the inner emotional pot up into a big ol’ froth. Thoughts of making a difference where a difference can be made. Speaking to what needs speaking to in the moment. The Universe has asked me to pay attention. And attention I am giving. And what ‘right’ action’ to take to make an impact in the overwhelm of life’s injustices? Where to give when so much is needed? In my Be Here NOw… right here, sitting, writing, feeling, I give my good thoughts and blessings. I imagine a generous world. A kind world. A world of compassionate beings that look all their neighbors in the eye, look all passing strangers in the eye, and give a Namaste’: “The divine in me sees the Divine in you.”
I don’t always feel the Divine spark
when I pass all of you by in the
nondescript of your living
and eyes that don’t meet mine
I don’t always feel the tremble
of your anguish that hurts my heart
in your dirty bundle on that corner
shutting down that moment to not feel
I can’t imagine the cold nights
and empty losses that torture you
The lonely empty of a life hollowed
by what I will never know
I can’t imagine the struggle
behind close doors that shelter ugliness
Unseen from the street filth and
blatant losses of the homeless
I can’t know what I don’t see hide
behind the illusion of normalcy
in that beautiful house over there
where violence and brutality live inside
The unimaginable can hide
behind the illusion of safety
more brutal than the shag and filth
of what we think we know by what we see
Life can be a brutal beast
Life can be anything imaginable
Life is dark and Light
Life is Love and Joy
What I can imagine. What I will imagine
Is that you and me… We, Us, the All of Us
Hold kindness to our hearts
Make the story of every moment
into some positive generous, gracious
gift of the heart even when
EVEN When… darkness falls
and the only little light you have
is a teeny flicker, a dull gleam
a frail slip of light in the dark.
CAll it up. Call it up. CALL it up
Cause if you don’t who will?
Namaste’ Namaste’ Namaste’