Sunday, April 07, 2013

From Last Year's Letters of Gratitude: Peace

Peace is flowing like a river, flowing out of you and me, flowing out into the desert, setting all the captives free.  Let there be peace on Earth and let it begin with me.  I do not often enough feel the calm of the sea at low tide, and hardly ever do I feel the glassy smoothness of a lake at complete rest.  My mind is something yet untamed.
I have been told it’s ADHD, I’ve been told it’s anxiety, and I believe both of those, but that doesn’t make me want to feel peace any less.  I work on meditating but sad to say, I usually fail.  Clearing my mind is like cleaning my house—I get a corner in order as the rest acts out in swirling dervishes.
Peace in the world—there’s something I do a little better because, although my mind is jumpy as a frog, my heart tells me all people and the Earth are meant to be loved.  I help bring peace when I smile, when I teach, when I open the doors for people, when I let my brightest nature rule me.  When I succumb to anger and depression, I cannot bring peace.
I pray for peace.  I think about war and our service people and civilians and animals and cultures who are held prisoner by the sadness of our human limitations.
I wonder when I will evolve—when we will evolve—into living expressions of what we are meant to be. I believe it will happen, and that belief is worth appreciating. 

Last year, I took part in the "Letters of Gratitude" course during which we were tasked to write 30 letters on 30 different topics until we reached a place of thankfulness.  Above is my 9th letter, unedited.

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