I’m sure that if I’m feeling the waves of despair, sadness, hopelessness and righteous anger over the horrific shooting in Orlando over the weekend, that many other conscious people are feeling it too. I tried to block the news as I was in the Chicago area to celebrate my buddy’s wedding this past weekend and I was fairly successful until we returned home. The night after we returned from our trip, I drove my teenage daughter to work then went to get gas, listening, as I often do, to NPR.
I lost it.
Overwhelming grief completely took over and I cried and cried, allowing myself to feel the pain in my heart for this world we live in, this violence enacted by one crazy human, and I have to tell you, it was almost too much. I want to insulate. I don’t want to hear Donald Trump’s opinion about anything, much less this tragedy. I don’t want to watch the media work its angle of divisiveness, exploiting every opportunity to trigger various sides of debate: gun control, terrorism, Muslims, gay rights, Democrats, Republicans. This is NOT the world we live in, despite the efforts made to separate us from each other. There is a collective voice of conscious human beings who want PEACE. We intend to live in harmony with each other. We seek to discover the places within each of us that unite us, not divide us. We refuse to believe that the world is this ugly, this hate-filled, this scary. Because it isn’t. I was wrapped in a bubble of love and celebration, participating in a beautiful wedding ceremony Sunday. We danced, we ate, we drank, we created an energetic field of pure goodness, anchoring the light on Earth, without even knowing how powerful, necessary and meaningful this energy would be to the cosmic consciousness. It occurred to me Monday that, around the world, pockets of celebration, of joy, of love and laughter are happening ALL THE TIME. Yes, tragedy is happening too. But I cannot focus on all the horrors of the world and expect to keep myself centered in the good, emanating Light, Hope, Faith, Love, Compassion and Understanding. I have an obligation to myself, my family, the people I love (and I love EVERYONE!) to keep myself from being pulled under by the despair wreaking havoc across our planet.
My son just turned six. Every night, we say prayers. His sweet innocence, praying to God, saying, “Let all people be protected and safe, let the world be safe” is so precious me. Even at his young age, he knows what is important. He doesn’t know what happened this past weekend because he doesn’t need to know. I’ll keep him protected from these horrors as long as I possibly can. His prayers ignite something in me: Peace Over Power. Peace Over Power. Peace Over Power. I silently pray beside him, generating light from my heart and sending it to all the people of Earth. I wrap the whole Earth in this lovelight, whispering peace into the hearts of our leaders, hidden and known. I sense the outpour of heart-centered compassion flooding from so many who were touched by this tragedy. I choose to anchor the light on this planet, to see the good, despite the fact that all that is right and beautiful in the world is rarely televised. I, who live in a comfortable home, with a loving family, have a duty to walk in peace and amplify the vibration of peace into the places of shadow and pain. I call on all Beings of Light, both physical and ethereal, to help me in anchoring the good, to bring peace to conflict, to show kindness in every moment, to take conscious action to create the world we dream of living in and to celebrate the good that is in our lives. Our collective vibration can lift the hopelessness, the sadness, the grief and create a path forward into our peaceful future. It’s all we really want. Peace.