In the wee small hours of this morning, I awoke to shallow breathing & the night terror - except they weren't the night terrors, but simply a replaying of the past week. It wasn't the news, but the horrific response of my Facebook friends, particulary to the FBI declining to indict Hillary Clinton for her use of a private e-mail server for State Department business. The level of loathing & revulsion left me reeling. And then the shootings, the tragedy in Dallas. It swept over me, threatened to drown me in grief.
I lay there, snug next to John with a wee small kitty between us - what should have a resting place of peace & calm - and wondered, "In this insane age, how are we called to respond?"
The answer came to me, quietly yet with absolute certainty. Whatever the situation, however dire or fear-filled it appears, we should trust & allow ourselves to fall softly into the moment. To fear not, no matter how counter-intuitive that feels. To breathe deeply, love profoundly, trust with a full & open heart. Above all, to keep that open heart.
Because that is what the forces of darkness want us to do - to close over our hearts. To judge, to worry, to fear for ourselves & even more for our loved ones. As bad as it gets, fall softly into the moment.
It worked. When scary thoughts swept toward me, I stayed soft, kept my heart open & my mind clear. And I fell back to sleep.
It's helped me all day - fall softly back into the moment. keep my heart open, be present to loving.
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