Those of us who walk the spiritual path do it because we want to live with relative peace and calm. We want to be reasonably helpful to others. When our shortcomings stand in the way of our serenity and usefulness, we are off the path, causing us discomfort, irritability, and sometimes outright pain.
Last March, some of us thought that this would all be over by Easter. Then when it wasn’t, we thought, “Maybe by the summer.” The lush summer came and went; everything turned red, gold, and brown; it got cold. “Maybe by the new year.” Each expectation leads to another disappointment. The disappointments feed our angst like a greedy child devouring cookies.
Peace in our land will come from the people choosing to love.
. You want to be free of the COVID blues? Choose gratitude. Choose to shift your magical magnifying mind onto the blessings that surround you. Watch the blessings bloom.
The only thing that will truly refresh the soul is the belief in something Bigger than All of This. Bigger than the President, the pandemic, the social unrest. Bigger than the election. Bigger than limited thinking. We need a bigger God.
When all of this started back in the second week of March, I was terrified, mystified.
Weeks went by. We experienced grief.
Here’s where we are today:
Thoughts, beliefs, words are powerful things. I believe in the ultimate Goodness of God.
Acceptance isn’t the same as absolution. We don’t have to condone the stuff, we have to accept the stuff.
Pervasive and corroding, fear slithers in like a snake and weaves its way into the fabric of our everyday lives.
Fear prevents us from seeing how we can help. It blocks us. We can’t know where the need is because our compulsive self-preservation consumes us.