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Coyote Sings to a Broken World
Coyote Sings to a Broken World

Two days ago a friend on Facebook asked a question.

How do I stay in love when my open heart knows another’s anguish, and I can’t help but feel it with them?

I know my friend three years now, through her words and photos. Her heart is big. Her love goes deep. Other people’s wounds feel like her own. She is working on healing the whole world.

I understand her. I feel the same. I want to choose love over fear, care and compassion over hate.

I do the one thing I can do. The biggest thing I can do. What His Holiness the Dalai Lama talks of—internal disarmament.

I keep opening my heart. I keep choosing love, again and again and again. I let my love free. Smile. Say hello. Be open. Be kind. To those I meet, whether I know them or not. Whether their outer appearance and manner scares some part of me or not. See them. They have a heart that wants to feel love too.

Do I sound like a Pollyanna? A simpleton?

Things are much more complicated than that, people say to me. You can’t expect to change the world, they say.

I hear you. But I have to start somewhere.

I am being the hummingbird in Michael Nicoll Yahgulanaas’ story. Drop by drop I lay water on the fire. I do what I can.

Let us all do what we can.

 

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Wide and still

I hold my heart.

Let spirit write her path in me.

Let love breathe her breath in me.

Let need call forth to serve in me.

Let grace be every step for me.

Let joy become the song in me.

Let connection open space for me.

Let creation be all play in me.

Let action be the choice for me.

Still and wide

I hold my heart.

Let all life find its home in me.

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In this post:

Michael Nicoll Yahgulanaas, with Wangari Maathai and His Holiness the Dalai Lama, book Flight of the Hummingbird, Greystone Books, 2008. Michael’s website – http://mny.ca – has an animated video of this story. Look under ‘Press’, then ‘Video’.

His Holiness the Dalai Lama – www.dalailama.com

Wangari Maathai – http://www.greenbeltmovement.org/wangari-maathai

Let go

thunder and storm
storm

 

I knew you when you wore anger,

when your steps across the floor

were thunder and storm.

I knew you when your words were fire,

enough to burn the world

and set the air to flame.

I knew you when your pain was hard and sharp,

nailed between each breath

and beat of your heart.

 

For you I stand witness.

No need to speak.

Just reach.

My open hands hold love, unseen.

It is yours, a gift.

I place it on the cooling ash

and let you be.