I just got the Sunday NYT from my neighbor who passes his copy on to me after he's done. There is a whole section of the year in pictures-A Year Like No Other. One at a time I could handle but all together. My wit faints. What a terrible year it has been, so terrible and full of death and fear. And madness. And mad people. Seeing the leaves scattering int he wind reminded me that this is all impermanent. All of it. The Cimbrian women remind me of Toni Morrison's Beloved. To choose death to protect from suffering.
I had to look up Cimbrian women as I knew nothing about them. They didn't fear death and sounded like a fierce people. We have become so insulated from death, up until this year, we see death as an aberration or a failure when in fact it's just part of life.
As for the stupid and the the hate and the anger, that is so much a part of humanity that I wonder if we can ever overcome ourselves.
We are all so trained to rely on the medicine, to seek out the simple-shot-solution, as opposed to taking steps to PREVENT illness in the first place. We insist on the easy fix. At some point, this year will whirl away like those leaves, and I'm ready for it to happen!
Yes, we have no earthly idea what is ahead, most of us can't even wrap our minds around what has just past. It takes a vast mother mind to grasp it, and pry open the darkness, just a bit, lest the light become blinding for those unaccustomed to light. Love.
I just got the Sunday NYT from my neighbor who passes his copy on to me after he's done. There is a whole section of the year in pictures-A Year Like No Other. One at a time I could handle but all together. My wit faints. What a terrible year it has been, so terrible and full of death and fear. And madness. And mad people. Seeing the leaves scattering int he wind reminded me that this is all impermanent. All of it. The Cimbrian women remind me of Toni Morrison's Beloved. To choose death to protect from suffering.
Your heart is as big as your mind. Your enormous, vast mother mind and heart.
I had to look up Cimbrian women as I knew nothing about them. They didn't fear death and sounded like a fierce people. We have become so insulated from death, up until this year, we see death as an aberration or a failure when in fact it's just part of life.
As for the stupid and the the hate and the anger, that is so much a part of humanity that I wonder if we can ever overcome ourselves.
Sending hugs and love, stay safe my friend.
We are all so trained to rely on the medicine, to seek out the simple-shot-solution, as opposed to taking steps to PREVENT illness in the first place. We insist on the easy fix. At some point, this year will whirl away like those leaves, and I'm ready for it to happen!
Yes, we have no earthly idea what is ahead, most of us can't even wrap our minds around what has just past. It takes a vast mother mind to grasp it, and pry open the darkness, just a bit, lest the light become blinding for those unaccustomed to light. Love.