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Arthur Darby Nock

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And every common bush afire with God;
And only he who sees takes off his shoes;
The rest sit round it and pluck blackberries.

Elizabeth Browning



Wednesday, October 6, 2021

rooted in love

There are times when the world seems to be collapsing around us.

Justice is gone from the courts,

Compassion is missing from the church,

Kindness is simply missing.

 

It is as if Kali is dancing on the bones of the world,

as if those four grim horsemen are riding in our midst

 

and we

we stumble through each day

sometimes with acedia and despair

tired and without hope

 

we shut down and cower

hiding from the grim realities

 

we see injustice and inequity

we watch the planet burn,

we see the war on women

and we stagger to a halt, unsure, bewildered.

 

we close our eyes and ears

and seek the bliss of denial

 

or, sometimes, we obsess over the evils

watching the news for hours, pouring over articles on the internet,

drowning ourselves in the dysfunction.

 

And then there are the times when we snap

when it all becomes too much and anger roars through our souls

like an unholy fire

 

we react, we rage,

we throw thoughts and words at others

like grim weapons

 

becoming a part of the problem

seeking to overcome evil with violent resistance

 

Yesterday I danced with anger

My thoughts were clouded

and I reached that place where in my compassion I lost compassion

in my thirst for truth I could no longer see truth

in my hope for justice I became unjust

 

There is, as our world implodes

a need for action

a need for people to speak up

 

we cannot stand idly by

 

and yet

we cannot become what we disdain

we cannot overcome evil with evil

but must overcome evil with good

 

with true compassion

with understanding

and patience

with kindness

 

these are times that try our souls

but these are also times

when we must be rooted in Love

 

in communion with that power

that reality

in which we move and breathe and have our being

 

we must believe in Love

trust in Love

be transformed by Love

and then act in Love

 

for the power of Love is greater than all darkness

 

As for yesterday?

Mea culpa

Mea maxima culpa


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