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This week feels hard. The eyes of the world fall heavily on us. We have a decision to make. We are making a decision. One that will be unpopular no matter what. There will be a winner but, what feels more clear, is that there will also be losers. I personally struggle deeply with outcomes that deliver a severe loss to one side. Apparent or real. It’s all real.
My practice is to stay in the present moment. It’s a weird one right now. Our “present” feels temporarily on hold. We are standing in the vortex, the eye of the storm. There is no present. It’s on life-support. The heart beat is so faint. I have to sit really still to feel it. And I don’t want to sit still.
I’m pretending I am not thinking about it. Good luck with that. It’s the only thing I am thinking about. It’s certainly the only thing anyone wants to talk about.
I find myself not knowing what to say. What possibly hasn’t been said? The speaking thing seems not to be helping anyway. There is no healing when every opinion has to be right. Like our self-worth depends on landing a winning argument. Knowing more than others. Knowing better than others.
Answers will only take us so far. We need to say what we believe is right. Carefully, please. We absolutely must speak but not at the cost of listening. Listening like our lives depend on it. Like others lives depend on it.