Wednesday 7th DECEMBER
Day 7
Out beyond ideas of wrongdoing
and rightdoing there is a field.
I’ll meet you there.
When the soul lies down in that grass
the world is too full to talk about.
― Rumi
Early this morning I refound a poem titled Loud by poet laureate (2009-2019) Carol Ann Duffy. It begins with a quote from the news, violent enough that today they would add the disclaimer if this has disturbed viewers they can ring Lifeline.
A woman screams so loud her voice rips out of throat like a firework. It responds to global conflict and suffering, shouts in its effort to get control, in the spit on the tip of her tongue . . . it roars,
bawls, howls, shieks and those in the news cowered in the noise.
I reflect on how daily news drums into our lounge rooms, fills our personal space with impending doom, darkens our minds, bombards our hearts and it is easy to get caught in the hype that peace is impossible .
This can be depressing, deflating and our memory can be smothered. It is easy to forget
to look for the light
be in the light
be the light
knowing the darker the world
the brighter will be our light
as we move beyond the wrongdoing and rightdoing
into the field
where WE ARE PEACE.
