“You have been a prisoner of a little pond. I am the ocean and the turbulent flood. Come merge with me; leave this world of ignorance.” ~ Rumi
Can the knowing and the not knowing coincide?
Can we dance with the juxtapositions of life when things aren’t black and white?
Sit when we’re dying to take a stand and stand when we’re scared sh*tless?
How can we walk away from yesterday before tomorrow’s path is paved?
Why don’t we give a FU to patriarchy (not working) and monarchy (emerging) and stay the F home for everybody (please)?
Can we speak truth to those who spew hatred to make themselves feel superior, even when their ulterior motives are subconscious, they believe the lies they’re spreading, and are immune to the hurt they’re peddling—and they’re people we love?
What if we stay silent when it’s only ego desiring to speak and trust our souls to lead us on behalf of humanity?
Can we give our best now, in Coronavirus times, when so many are putting their lives on the line?
Now, can we stay home? Can we stop our addiction to convenience and think of bigger things and people besides me, me, me?
What if we seek out truth and share it with compassion?
Be part of the solution even when there’s no easy resolution.
When business and busyness are failing, let’s wrap arms the truly essential within our homes and communities—from six feet.
Can we love the people we’re called to in ways outside of our comfort zones?
We’ll be okay, even if we’re lonely extroverts and emotionally claustrophobic introverts.
Let’s realize how extraordinarily fortunate we are, while knowing there are no guarantees.
Can we find the meaning of peace, amid the unraveling of everything?