I became an American citizen last year, just in time to vote for my love, Bernie. With pride and gratitude and tears in my eyes I voted for someone who touched my heart and sense of fairness and all things noble, kind and good.
And strangely today I am again proud to be American. To live in a country and a consciousness that is willing and courageous enough to show its shadow. To have it surface in all its glory. In the arrogance, prejudice and inhumanity that seems to mark our new government.
That marks this mind.
Just as 'my own' shadow keeps surfacing and dissolving, the shadow of my adopted country does likewise. My mirror. And all happening inside this mind.
It is all a call for love. And true vision.
Can we look at our brother, Donald, and just for a moment remember who he really is. Bypassing content and appearance, we look beyond to sense and see the Light and Love that animates this charade of separation.
To see his shining self. Yes, we can do this because it is simply the truth and in doing so, we strengthen that shift in ourselves to know and live out from our true identity.
True vision heals and nurtures truth and uplifts all. And reminds us separation doesn't work and never will.
Watching the inauguration this morning, my heart erupted in a passionate prayer to Donald Trump. "Please be good. Find your good".
May I, may we all, find our good. The goodness of God, the goodness of our true nature.