A Time to Witness

AAt this point in my life I find myself witnessing the world.  Everything that is happening in it, everyone that is speaking, taking action, making a difference, all the things that I used to do thirty years ago; and now, I find myself having reached a place of silence, patience and calmness where I can step back from the chaos and just observe.  That’s not to say that I don’t take action. I do in my own way.  But I witness at a much larger scale than I ever have in my life.  I see things I never saw before.  I care about things I never cared about before, like politics.  I immerse myself in people’s opinions, confusions, struggles in ways that in the past that I only reserved for private clients or myself.  I now witness the world for its chaos and its treachery.  I now witness the truth behind the lies, the truth of the derangement of people without getting caught up in it.  When I was younger, I was so sensitive and susceptible I would suffer because of the derangement of people around me, as well as because of my own.

After decades of meditating, sitting still, quieting my mind, witnessing my own suffering, and learning to love with an open heart, I can be open to observing the world and the huge chaos and pain of its suffering, individually and globally.  Is there hope for us ever creating a perfect world?  I doubt it.  Is there hope for us spreading kindness, compassion and dignity? Yes, absolutely.  The formal procession and funeral of former President George H. W. Bush held the kind of dignity we have not seen in this country in a long time. I became aware that this level of love and respect still exists in this country, and this gives me hope.

1 thought on “A Time to Witness

  1. I love how you get down to the truth. What I hear:
    There is hope as a compassionate witness. There is sanctuary amidst the chaos. Victimhood be gone! When the witness arrives the heart can open.
    Thank you Elizabeth K. Stratton

    Like

Leave a Reply

Fill in your details below or click an icon to log in:

WordPress.com Logo

You are commenting using your WordPress.com account. Log Out /  Change )

Google+ photo

You are commenting using your Google+ account. Log Out /  Change )

Twitter picture

You are commenting using your Twitter account. Log Out /  Change )

Facebook photo

You are commenting using your Facebook account. Log Out /  Change )

Connecting to %s