Hollowed out

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Can even a little peace be breathed into human existence today?

Can a willed intention for light amid the darkness of the present world’s confusion and fear, grief, haplessness and hopelessness make the slightest difference? Do my prayer, contemplation and meditation heal or illuminate anything beyond my soul at all?

I don’t know.

Only that I must pray, contemplate and meditate. The not knowing facilitates kinship with the millions most desperately in need of peace-light (and food, drink, safety and shelter) tonight. And I have a pervading feeling that if hollowed-out humanity were ever able to surrender some of its ‘knowing’ to accepting and tolerant living, we might yet thrive and grow within the embrace of Wisdom – way deeper and beyond the confining walls of religious houses and capitols.

Wishful thinking? OK. But today I heard a seven-year-old girl bombed out of her home and frightened beyond any measure of decency, thanking those who have shown an interest in her story. Yes. I wish. I wish. I wish.

The know-all will make nothing great again, at all.

5 thoughts on “Hollowed out

  1. I watched a video compilation of folks from Aleppo pleading for help, recording what they evinced might be their dying pronouncements, and I thought, ‘What have we become? Where are our hearts?….’ Praying that kinder, more temperate minds prevail….

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