Every once in a while the world goes spinning into madness. And as the wheel turns so too the madness abates, waiting its time to rise again. This is a particularly challenging time for some of us on the planet. As the Chinese would say, it’s an “interesting” time. Mothers and fathers so in love in an idea they sacrifice their children’s lives. Whole futures disappearing with them. Disease spreading because a “custom” doesn’t allow for isolation of the sick. The news and media have me running under the covers for relief. What is one to do? The challenge to remember who we are and who’s in charge is tremendous. If only I was in charge, no child would ever be in peril again for some political or religious position. But I’m not in charge. My Senators voted to turn back children to a crime-ridden community that doesn’t want them. Mothers have sacrificed their lives to send these children to us for safety and care. A new set of “huddled masses”. Only these masses are not streaming into New York harbor. They’re crawling in the desert thousands of miles to a land that has no more promises.
My President, along with both houses of Congress vote to deny the American dream to those in need. Perhaps we’ll pollute all the great lakes with our destructive love of money, and then maybe we’ll get someone’s attention. Only my deepest belief in the rightness of things and the way of the divine keeps me here as a person who wants to share the light. Any act of love and kindness is the only way I know to defeat the dark. Prayer, meditation, gentleness and love are the antidote available to everyone. Please, turn on a light.
Sheila In The Desert Sun 