We Are All Connected

While I usually write these blog entries days in advance, today, I am scrapping what was planned and sharing from my heart what is showing up now. My mind is full of swirling as I try to navigate various choices with integrity and truth. Do I volunteer at a food bank? Is it okay to bring supplies to someone who is homebound if I do? Do I see my grandchildren?  What is the appropriate choice that serves the higher good for the collective whole? I went to bed with this and woke up with this. These are questions worthy of serious consideration, for the ripples can be dire and I want no part of being responsible for the spread of anything but love and peace.  

And then…. I participated in a global meditation with the intention “I hold a loving space for my brothers and sisters on this human journey” led by a woman who emanates peace, compassion, light. Part of this practice is the same script, shared 15 minutes earlier for a client breath offering. And then I read how so many of the front line workers (truckers, grocery personnel, delivery drivers, factory workers, and yes, healthcare providers) do not have a choice, for their economic position is so precarious that if they do not work, their family will have no food, shelter or clothing. And I wonder, ‘who am I to be able to sit with ease in our home, minimize trips to the store because we can afford to stock up, and enjoy the outdoors because our neighborhood is low density, and be concerned about the impact of the stock market?’ Where is this delicate balance between nurture and survive, hunker down and reach out? What does support feel like? Where is the invitation to serve? 

My social media viewing is intentionally limited. Yet, yesterday a posting from a person I dearly love pops up inviting divisiveness between political parties. It represented another conundrum – move on as is my almost always approach, or reply? I chose the latter; first checking facts, then offering a correction and invitation to remember we are all in this together. Period. Finger pointing will not help. Taking sides and judging actions of one another, not helpful. Yet, it is difficult to be in a conversation when I assume, I have the answers, and my choices are somehow more ‘right.’ These days find me increasingly humbled as I am in awe of those who are rising to the occasion and risking their life and the lives of their families to provide services, and increasingly aware of my own dark side – including, but not limited to, wanting to be ‘right’ versus seeking to understand, holding tight to a position that no longer serves. 

Thus I close, with the invitation to notice the ripple impact of our choices, yes, and even more importantly to recognize the way our entire universe is connected. To remember, ‘we are all in the same boat traveling to a new way of being for the entire planet’ [Kamini Desai] and the choices we make now matter more than ever. 

Interested in exploring these kinds of questions more deeply? Let me know and we will journey together. 

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