When was the last time time you sang?
(Question put to the sick by a Native American Medicine Man)
Quoted by
Mark Nepo in the Book of Awakening
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When was the last time you sang?
not a hymn,
or a song for a chorale
or choir
but sang
joyously, freely
just for the hell of it
because your soul was so full
of the joy of the Sacred
that you could not be silent?
When was the last time you laughed?
laughed at the absurdity of life
laughed for no reason
laughed until the tears ran down your face
and you snorted
ungracefully?
when was the last time you gave voice
to whatever was deep within you
when did you last cry
from the heart?
Freeing the torrents of anguish
the pain dammed behind the façade
you present to the world?
On this mornings morning
as the world weeps around me and the clouds
bring the sky down to the earth
on this day as I read of horrors in Gaza
and the machinations of the far right
seeking to turn my country into a faux Christian
dystopian state
as I watch the liars lie and lie and lie again
and the gullible believe
as I watch voter suppression
and basic rights taken away by fearful authoritarians
the clouds of evil
darken my soul
it all closes in until I cannot breathe,
cannot feel, and I walk, numb through each day
it has been far too long since I have truly smiled
since my heart has lept within my chest
with joy, or love our hope
there seems to be little there but existential dread!
Ah as we creep though this world
Tip toeing really
little, and shriveled and old of soul
we need to
sing
there is healing
in that giving voice
in the laughter
the song
the cry
the whisper
so
sing
even if it feels
that no one hears
for no song
no cry
no laugh
goes unheard
by the ear
of
Love
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