Where is your heart today?
Is it outside of you? Is it walking around in the shape of another person? In the circumstances of the world’s fate?
In our search to right our discontent, we scan the horizon for answers.
I am hurting. Who or what is causing this hurt?
Is it something I saw in the news? Is it a person I encountered that seemed to dismiss me? Is it how I look?
What is it?
I cannot answer these questions for you. Your experience is yours.
I can breathe into my own experience and make space for all the stories, events and ideas that crash against my soul keeping it weighed down in fear.
I used to rail against this weight. I am learning to welcome it.
What if it has more to teach me than easy joy?
With this understanding, my burden lightens ever so and my hope grows steady.
Hope is not peace itself, but it is a beginning.