This morning I’m with Jane Hirshfield’s words: There is only one way to travel and that is inward.
I believe and follow that, but today I feel the more inward I travel, the more I feel the current pain and suffering in the world.
In one way the crisis is abstract for me. I don’t currently personally know anyone who is sick or has died, though my sons do, but I feel the energy in the air even as the day comes to light and birds sing a welcome to this new day.
On Saturday I saw my six month old grandson for the first time since we sheltered-in-place. We kept a 13 foot distance, but I felt how clearly eyes share photons when we look at each other, and how there’s a heart connection no matter where he is but when he’s right here, wow.
Years ago, I was in a class where we placed a metal tube at our hearts – two people – one tube – sending love – there was a melt and bend.
My task today is simple. Send Love through the waves as I celebrate the simplicity of quiet, the strength.
In the stillness of the quiet, if we listen, we can hear the whisper of the heart giving strength to weakness,
courage to fear, hope to despair.
— Howard Thurman