What if you thought of it
as the Jews consider the Sabbath—
the most sacred of times?
Cease from travel.
Cease from buying and selling.
Give up, just for now,
on trying to make the world
different than it is.
Sing. Pray. Touch only those
to whom you commit your life.
And when your body has become still,
reach out with your heart.
Know that we are connected
in ways that are terrifying and beautiful.
(You could hardly deny it now.)
Know that our lives
are in one another’s hands.
(Surely, that has come clear.)
Do not reach out your hands.
Reach out your heart.
Reach out your words.
Reach out all the tendrils
of compassion that move, invisibly,
where we cannot touch.
Promise this world your love--
for better or for worse,
in sickness and in health,
so long as we all shall live.
Where do you see a window you can open for a subtle sacrament to slip into your day?
Give yourself permission to rest and receive lullabies for your heart.
God speaks to each of us as he makes us, then walks with us silently out of the night.
A winter solstice 2020 short stream for a Movement Medicine community
Meanwhile, someplace in the world, somebody is making love and another a poem.
The seed of life is within us all, our dance here is mundane, strange and wonderful.
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