Time Out

Good morning, dear Lefties.  Beautiful morning here in the South Carolina Lowcountry!  Sun shining, windows open—I'm easing into this day.  Inhaling peace, exhaling the depressing Busch-Sanford election results; inhaling peace, exhaling the horror of real guns being marketed to young children and their hopeless parents; inhaling peace . . .  inhaling peace and balance.

 

On Mother's Day my friend in Miami will spend time with other compassionate women, writing to mothers whose children were killed at Sandy Hook.  Next week let's talk more about reducing gun violence and about the jaw-dropping NRA gathering in Houston.  There's still a chance background check legislation will make a comeback in the Senate.  Last I heard, we need 3-5 votes (have heard both) to pass it in that body.   

 

For now, I need to regain my equilibrium.  Some of you might be feeling the same way.  Let's breathe and make time to connect with nature and the people we love.  Let's reconnect to the heart of what moves us to activism.  Let's go back to our center, the core of who we are as humans, and rest there for a bit.  Stillness is rare, and I need to immerse myself in it.  I need to savor the moments.  I need to listen to the birds instead of television talkers.  I need to commit to balance, to feeling peaceful, even when this crazy, chaotic world tempts me to sign up for crazy. 

 

We'll re-engage with the challenges soon enough.   For now it's time to honor our mothers, the mothering/nurturing aspects of ourselves, and—not least—Mother Earth.  May you have a very special, peace-full weekend.

 

Namaste, y'all.