I am in the gratitude of good friends, family, living with us for two weeks, and the pain, physical, of having to say goodbye.
In the goodness I see in our town, country, world, hear in our children, know with gratitude my life has, and the fear bubbling up, more than ever, thanks to the hate and lies so many in our country, our media, and political not leaders, keep spewing.
I am in wanting to keep in touch with friends and family, know what is happening in our small and large world, in the ease of what being online offers, all the while feeling sucked in, worn out, done with being connected.
In knowing how important it is to be informed, and in the same breath overwhelmed with how hard it is to weed through the propaganda and bias.
I am sad some days and hopeful all of them.
I am needing to care more than ever for the words, tone, energy in our home, the importance of actively seeking more light.
I am wishing and praying for peace and love for all of us.
All the while knowing that wishing and prayer aren't enough, but they add up, just like the smiles, the acknowledgement, the conversation, the listening, the voting, the protection, the seeing, the speaking out, the going inward; the many things we can do, every day, to offer good to this world.