Even when life is confusing, we have to bring the Peace.
And right now, life is confusing. There are so many things going on that tear at our hearts. They go on and on and on.
This is when we need to step up, even when our instinct is to step back. When things are ridiculous, it’s easy to get discouraged. But that’s not what’s asked of us. Lay the foundation. Extend the hand of friendship. Dig into the Peace and spread it around. There’s only going to be a world of Peace if we take care of our little corner.
I have to tell you, I’m flabbergasted by the hate. I feel flat-footed and as if I’ve lost my rhythm for this dance of life. It’s not that the ugliness hasn’t already been there, but there’s been a horrible conflation of both painful reality and its exacerbation.
The deliberate inciting of hate is appalling. But this is a moment of decision. It is just now, now as we are frightened, appalled, angry at the elevated threats towards People of Color, LGBTQ, Jews, Muslims, Atheists, Women, People with disabilities, that we are called to be about the business of Peace.
Life can be incredibly disappointing on both the personal level and the global level. When that is true it’s our time.
We must choose Peace. We must push back with Peace. We’re the only ones who can. We must choose Peace, recognizing our disappointment and in some cases our fear. Peace isn’t only for the good times. It’s particularly for the hard times.
This week we celebrated the first walk on the moon. I keep thinking we had the know how and the cooperation to make that happen, surely we can do better with Peace.
Surely we can. Surely we must. Now when we’re frightened. Now when we’re mad. Peace is our power to bring. Let us Peace. A whole world of Peace. Every place we can. Please.
Dagny, who takes these critter pics, is a large animal vet. We don’t see (or haven’t so far) the intimate messy details of her work, but she does offer us the wonderful gasp of wonder with this tiny preemie llama.
And it’s true that at the same time I’m oohing and ahing over the red-coated llama, FB is also allowing me to breathlessly watch my friends’ tiny, tiny baby insist on life while the two of them fall in love.
New life. It’s astonishing and fragile and so, so precious.
When we see it, when we look at it and allow ourselves to be seduced by the wonder, then I think we need to put the world to rights. Those precious fragile babies deserve Peace.
If we’re caught by their deliciousness, human and critter… then we need to build a world for them that reflects a commitment to their growing into their potential. Babies deserve Peace. Llama babies. Human babies. Aardvark babies. Babies. Peace.