When I
was a child, I believed in fairness, kindness and sharing. My heart was open
and loving. I loved to give and to receive and to be kind to everyone. That
child of love and grace slowly and reluctantly, grieving, learned to hide.
I
remember when something happened among the children, many older than I was, who
thronged in the wildness of the island where I spent my summers. Something happened
that felt wrong to me as it was not kind, not sweet or caring. I remember
telling my mother that I was sad and didn’t understand and I remember my mother
telling me, “Life isn’t fair.”
I
remember feeling devastated by this, as if a darkness, a smothering cloud of
toxicity, had descended upon my safe world of wellness and joy.
Much
later, as a young adult, I believed, because I chose to believe, that we could
solve the world’s problems and end humanity’s suffering by our choices, by our
wisdom. I remember my college educated and passionate self coming up hard
against my father’s cynicism and world-weary ‘realism.’ I remember that he
called me an ‘idealistic fool.’
I never
relinquished my dreams and visions for humanity; they are in me still. And now,
in 2020, in my sixty-second year, I feel a shift and it excites me and fills me
with enthusiasm and joy.
Something
fundamental to our being here on this Earth has shifted. Kindness, sharing,
justice, fairness, co-operation, collaboration, open-hearted listening – these
are all in the consciousness of humanity now. The concept of compassion is
being felt, discussed, framed, known. I have focused my attention on compassion
for over twenty years and I have never heard the word used so much as I have
heard it used in the past three months. It’s here, now, that we who love and
believe in humanity can fully access and joyfully amplify our ideals for all to
live in peace, sharing, kindness, fairness and justice.
Imagine.
Imagine.
Imagine.
I just
keep saying that word because it is pushing through me to be said.
Imagine
now this world of peace for all.
Imagine.
Imagine.
We can
and are doing this now. It has never felt like this before, the sudden
legitimization of all of my hopes and dreams, ideals and ideas for humanity. It
is as if that darkness, that cloud of toxicity, were being blown away, chased
away by light and love and caring, community, sharing, kindness, respect for
all, fairness and justice, peace and open hands and open hearts.
I know we
see much that is deeply unfair and unjust and ugly and hateful in our world
right now. I see it every day. But I feel this emergence coming up from
underneath and coming through from all around and coming with our voices and
our helping hands and our smiling, our bravery. I know that this is different,
this time is different.
If I am
wrong, you who call yourselves realists and cynics can laugh and laugh while I
sigh and cry. But I don’t think I’m wrong. I don’t think so.
And what
does that mean?
If the
world of peace and justice for all is upon us, is being created by us, finally,
conclusively, right now amidst the remnants of the unfairness and the violence
that have oppressed us for millennia, what does that mean for us?
I feel
euphoria, excitement, celebration, joy and gladness.
For the
world, I feel such gratitude and affirmation of everything I have ever believed
and known as my truth. Energy flows out from the palms of my hands and as I
write this, I have to stop to open the palms of my hands upward, to send the
energy out from them.
Imagine
if everyone loved to share with everyone else.
Imagine
if our joy was to see others safe and well. Not just family – everyone.
Imagine
if we were in love with justice and filled with peace.
What
would our world look like?
We are
becoming that!
All
appearances to the contrary, dear fellow humans, we are becoming that.
