"How quickly we forget the bliss, much less the simple okay-ness,
when the awful comes to call."
The simple okay-ness is where I find my bliss, these days.
"smashing our peace into, well, pieces. . .
like a wicked virus unwilling to leave,
determined, it seems, to take us down, down, down."
We're all exquisitely familiar with this dynamic, aren't we?
Yet, we're even more determined not to be taken down.
Each horrific cruelty adds to our determination.
"But just over the shoulder, if we look,
we see forgotten joy waving its little snapshots at us."
Little snapshots that we can magnify to bolster our resolve.
"May we pick up joy’s snapshots,
tucking them into the photo albums of our hearts,
helping us hold others with great tenderness."
I love the phrase, "tucking them into the photo album of our hearts."
Think of all the photos on our phone. Aren't most of them
moments of joy, surprise, awe, wonder, and/or love?
Let's visit them often and keep them close to
help us remember the true goodness of who we are.
Namaste
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