You’re not alone. I know you know that, it’d be impossible for anybody not to, but I want to reiterate–it’s hard to be calm on the perimeter of a tornado.
Okay, but I don’t know if life will ever go back to the way it was. I don’t know that it was ever really like that. It’s as though we’ve been given the space to take in our old lives and to understand that we didn’t always understand. That’s disorienting for a few reasons, not the least of which is because it chops at our ego. How is it possible we didn’t know?
Here’s what I’ve been doing lately.
I’ve been thinking about not what was or even what is. I’ve been daydreaming about the world I want. What new things could we pray for if we didn’t have to pray for peace, compassion, and love because they were omnipresent? What imaginative expression of life could we conjure if we were only magic?
We’re going to come out the other side. I will see you and you will see me.
Then we’ll build.
Commit Active Mercy,