We Need To Feel It All.
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When there is death and destruction, the wake-up call comes at such an internal price.
Empathic souls feel the most, as their depth almost begs for mercy to not come forward and grieve or be angry. Things happen in the world, lots of things. Scrounging into our marrow for the solace and love we so desperately need forces our beings into reaching out and being vulnerable and also being extremely kind.
Mother Nature has spoken. She speaks every single moment of every waking day. Do we truly listen?
Another Earth Day has come and gone, yet we are redefining it as not just another day, but as more of an awakening of sorts. Another Arbor Day fell on the very same stellar week of praising all that grows and nourishes our souls. And tragedy struck a legendary mountain with too many images and captions that cause heartache and reflection.
Mother Nature has spoken. She, in all her glory and power, made a decision that brought us to our knees again. How can we not feel all of this happening in the world and carry on with our day? We can take a moment. We can pray. We can offer our hearts to others in times of strife, whether here or abroad, in silence or out loud.
We can create a sensation of safety and warmth for those struggling. We can listen and be compassionate. We can be grateful for the tiniest of gestures, for they become greater than any of us down the road. We can step outside of ourselves and do the simplest things to make the world a better place.
I can rise at 6 a.m., have a day full of planned stuff that takes me from here to there and everywhere in between, and I can notice (through meditation and quiet) pockets of emotions that have been locked away, only to emerge when others are suffering. I don’t have a fail-proof recipe for what works and what doesn’t. I only know it begins with me.
It begins with every breathing human with a heartbeat. We can all attest to having these feelings and how to express them, and where to dump them out when a moment occurs so vast that it leaves our hearts in confusion. I have a theory. Bear with me here because it’s one that I have thought of for 20 years.
Greed and an overabundance of wants leave a trail of undesirable effects. It is common and all too real. If a majestic mountain and spiritual city are left in the wake of our heightened egos, what have we to show for it? Emotional states running deep and raw, and this way and that with tears and what grips on our soul.
It means we are human, and the more in tune we are with the world around the more we have bounded another leap into collective goodness.
Feeling everything is not a weakness, it is more strength and courage and bravery than ever. I doubt I am saying anything new or unrealistic in thought, and yet our feet must plant themselves a bit more and rise to the occasion. Each of us has a passion. We all feel things, differently and together.
How we choose to spread our essence into what inspires or gives us goosebumps, or causes us to inch another step into unknown territory, is only to create abundance and love for all.
Earth Day, Arbor Day, Goddess Day, Moon Day, Cosmos Day, these are the horns of plenty. When a fragment comes undone in any avenue of ground to air to water, we nudge that much closer to genuine caring for the beauty around us. Mother Nature starts and ends the day as she knows best, no question about it.
If we rise every morning (or evening, in some cases) and bow to our knees for some seconds, or spread our arms to the heavens, or lay in bed a smidge more minutes to offer gratitude, a collective betterment for the overall tenderness of this life has ensued.
We began as wild and free. I like to think we can carry this with us, and also devour the limitations of who we actually are inside — simple and gentle and altruistic creatures who can look into each other’s eyes and deeply feel.
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{Nature Knows Best}
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