I heard the news about the Biden-Harris win Saturday morning and exhaled. A deep, long exhale.
I don't think I realized how I had been holding my breath. Not just during the past few days, but for weeks, maybe months.
Throughout the day I felt my body ease, releasing tension, as I inhaled and then EXHALED.
With each exhalation, I made room for relief and gratitude. Where I had been holding tightly, hoping for hope, I gathered light.
And just for the moment, that was enough. Let's just delight in the moment, I said to myself. Let's just feel the joy and the exuberance. Let's just honor the work that made this outcome possible, along with the belief that democracy is worth the effort.
But now that we have listened to the grace-filled acceptance speeches, and the fireworks have ended, the work of "what now?" begins. The work of healing and the work of becoming, really becoming the nation we say we want to be. It's time to truly prove that we are a nation of opportunity and justice for all.
Sunday morning following our online worship service, we moved into the adult forum time, all on ZOOM of course. During that hour we were divided into small break-out groups where we talked about next steps and how we each might make a difference. I imagined the nation on a ginormous ZOOM meeting where we would divide into break-out sessions. Small groups of diverse people with a wide range of beliefs. Small groups in which we would need to introduce ourselves because we have never met each other.
Our task in those groups would be to listen to one another with the ears of our heart. What are your hopes for our country? What worries you? Where do you find joy? What losses have you experienced? What do you most want me to know about you? What would it take for you to feel more confident in the direction of our country?
I hear the term "civil discourse" used frequently, usually in the context of how rare it has been in recent years. Civil discourse is a worthy goal, but I want something more--maybe it's "holy" discourse or "sacred" discourse. Discourse that is less about persuasion or even clarity and more about listening each other into our best selves, about remembering that we are all beloved children of God, and we were created to love another. Discourse that is possible because we take time to ground ourselves, to make room for spiritual practices in our lives, and to pay attention to the movement of God within and around us.
I remember hearing my mother exhale deep sighs as she settled herself into bed at night. It was almost as if she needed to shed the worries, the work, the day's ups and downs before she could rest and restore. Only then could she prepare for the next day.
And so I exhale. May we all find new ways of breathing together.
As you exhale, what are you making room for? I would love to know.
I'm listening to Krista Tippett talk with Karen Murphy author of Facing History and Ourselves. Karen works with an international organization dedicated to teaching hope, as a people in the world to identify the world we want to build through repair, and rebuilding.
ReplyDeleteI've saved this podcast and intend to listen to it. Thanks for the reminder.
DeleteThank you for these lovely provocative thoughts.
ReplyDeleteThank for reading, Katherine.
DeleteAs always, great thoughts, Nancy. I'm exhaling along with you.
ReplyDeleteI am waiting to give the whole world a GINORMOUS hug!!!
ReplyDeleteAs always you are eloquent!!!
I feel the warmth of your hug already!
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