I was going to write about the pale blue delphinium buds opening toward radiance,
how watching the ocean for hours brings clarity and peace to a foggy mind,
how the big sky with its long, unfurling clouds nurtures the heart, but
instead, I am cynical and disturbed and feel helpless
with the news of
oh, so seemingly trite: the call for pause, the call to bow and remember lessons of
barbarous behavior last year
in another peaceful, civilized country like our own;
dozens of innocents gunned down
while enjoying a simple sunny day in the park.
Swiftly we declare admonitions and arguments, take sides dissecting and discussing and
advancing an angry war amongst ourselves.
How could this happen? Why? Who is to blame?
We already know what matters most, and yet today, another brutal reminder.
Our practice of fierce peace is essential, now
Staying connected to each other is fundamental, right now
Tender and vulnerable, we
will not let the world make us hard as to wound ourselves,
This is all I know.