Gratitude for Changed and Changing !

In the midst of this pandemic...

My comfort level with uncertainty increases as I know that's all there's ever been. 

 In the midst of this pandemic...

            I look for ways to grow and learn rather than getting caught in the worries or fears that my mind might create.

 In the midst of this pandemic...

I meditate more, including snippets as I fall asleep and as I awake.  This allows me to be more present which means more grounded and available as support to others.

 In the midst of this pandemic...

I realize how little I truly need and so start simplifying my life more - from "material things", from cluttered email accounts, and other areas that feel like excess.

 In the midst of this pandemic...

my attitude towards money changes, seeing that it's time to "Share it Now" so I give away my tax refund, the government check I will receive  and the money I was saving for a new computer and a new mattress ... there are much more dire needs in my community right now. 

 In the midst of this pandemic...

I cry for the world, as I take in suffering and transform it into loving compassion believing the energy field emerging from me reaches out to truly make a difference. 

 In the midst of this pandemic...

I find joy in little things, in nature, music, planting my garden, dancing, hearing children playing in their backyards and in the humorous text and emails I send and receive.

 In the midst of this pandemic...

I cherish interactions with those I love, not knowing if it might only be a short time they remain on this Earth.

  I know that I will die, but not necessarily in this pandemic - perhaps next month or in 30 years.  I know not when, where or how, so I get all my paperwork in order not "just in case" but because I know for sure this precious life will end  so I prepare things to make it as easy as possible for those I leave behind.

 In the midst of this pandemic...

There is more to learn and my hope is that I am a better person because of and In the midst of this pandemic...                                                                    

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For Michelle, during her participation in the clinical trial in Texas, and Quentin, as he gives good support.

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For the transformative power possible in the middle of the unknown
For hearts breaking open
For tenderness of tears and laughter

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This dark night invites me to hold space for a greater good to emerge.

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For Less.  For Simplicity.

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For rest.

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To hold space for acknowledging our mortality and reaching toward our best selves, so that we may look back on this time without shame.

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For metamorphic light
For things novel

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For love

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This dark night invites me to hold space for self worth for all people.

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For all beings to be a well unto themselves.

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For my sadness

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For hope in the eternal spring I see around me.

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For deep surrender - wild trust.  Spirit says - "Oh, you used to think you wre in control.  That's cute.  Glad we're on the same page now."

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The dark night invites me to hold space for openness to all that is ordinarily unseen, letting go of what I think I know and available to the naked moment just as it is, illuminated, silent, and constant. I am holding space for knowing that the universe is unfolding as it should and I am fully integrated, not separate, and connected to the perfect order of all things. The dark night’s invitation is to let go of the small “I” that is afraid and alone and to lean into the knowing that I am loved and held. I am invited to hold space for forgiveness and acceptance of fear in myself and others so that when I encounter fear I can acknowledge it, allow it to pass through me, and pray for its transformation into empathy and compassion for all, especially those with whom I disagree, who are also connected to this perfect order and to me. The dark night invites me to step into expectancy for what is yet to come.

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This dark night invites me to hold space for compassion, for other’s pain, for the aching beauty of breath and the loss of that breath for many, for the knowledge that our aliveness is tenuous and such a deep gift.

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This dark night invites me to hold space for:
Grief and hope, both.
Uncertainty and trust, both.
Self-love and care.
Redefined motherhood.
Renewed and refreshed relationships.
Instantaneous Sisterhood and Brotherhood with 7.5 billion people.
Reimagined possibility - everywhere, collectively.
And counting the minutes till I can hug my parents again.

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For soaring over the darkness of the unknown, knowing that I am being held aloft.

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This dark night invites me to calm in the midst of swirling anxiety.

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 This dark night invites me to hold space for the emergence of ancient wisdom, an increased capacity to sit with grief, and the ability to hold myself accountable and alter my thoughts and actions in order to bring in a new world.

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For *The return of light
~The new normal, with HOPE there will be
Kindness where it has not previously been
Compassion for the down trodden, people of other religions, ethnicity and cultures,
and sexual orientation, for immigrants, refugees.
Acceptance of these, especially where it has not been before.
Overwhelming helpfulness to the world’s workers who have been out of work.
Healing of our divided and hurting country.
With newly recognized spirituality in us all, in each of us.

And Belief in the Creator who has mercy for us and protects us even as we weak humans may ask, “WHERE IS THIS CREATOR NOW?” I hold space for the possibility humans can fly steadily in the dark, as the wise owl, to a sacred newness in our earth world.

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