Living in a foreign country, and surrounded by many linguistic cadences all over town, underscores for us how communication is drawn out through eye contact and laughter and recognition of all that makes us alive and sharing of resources and a spectrum of experiences. All that resonates with every one of us as we go through our ‘human revolution’ each day.
We all understand the tangle of emotions first thing in the morning as we confront that which was so pleasantly left behind at 9 o’clock last night! – and the rushing to the Kita to get our children off and running for the day. We all understand a growling tummy and the battle of piecing together delectable and nutritious foods all day. What a whirlwind!
I continue to be grateful, day in and day out, for the comforts that sustain us. I see in my children our DNA woven and blossoming – and that of our ancestors – our blood, our life force – and I know that everyone else across the planet experiences these same threads of emotion, depth of thought and perception, these same chords of truth and beauty. We can, I am convinced, finish each other’s sentences, in whatever dialect we speak, and start the next paragraph with equal conviction! Isn’t this what unites us? That we all love a good feast and a brilliant sunrise and the warmth of understanding. For this alone I struggle to see how anyone can consider ‘other’ as anything but ‘friend’ and ‘comrade’ in the turbulent world of living and learning.
and now 23 words to bring it all together (my daily exercise in poetry, perhaps)
Together we light the candles and sing of the miracles of the flame enduring – the flame in everyone to live in deliberate peace.
with love,
Sabrina
Nurture Mother Nature! 