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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

Invaded by Minions

Kevin and Friends
Kevin and Friends

My studio work table has been invaded by Minions. Well, one Minion, to be precise. His name is Kevin. He is eating a banana and smiling, his yellow cheeks bulged out on one side. Evidently it’s a good banana.

Kevin is only two inches tall, but his effect on me is in the exponential multiples. You know, ten to the millionth power plus.

This is why.

Kevin makes me smile. Makes my insides laugh. He gives me joy, every time I look at him, standing there on my projects pile.

His smile is pure smile. There’s nothing behind it and nothing attached to it. No agenda. Very simply, he’s happy and he’s letting me know that.

I love it when I meet someone who is pure smile. Not only their mouth smiles. It’s all over their face and all over their body. They are unabashedly happy and they are radiating that happiness like an August morning sun. Brilliant. Blazing. You can’t not feel it.

Smiles like this, full body smiles, are contagious. I meet someone who is smiling full-on, and next thing I know, I am beaming back at them. No matter how I feel before I meet them, they change me by the time we part.

We don’t even need to stop and talk. I can pass them on the sidewalk, share smiles, and be changed in seconds.

That’s how powerful we are, when we are in full-on, pure smile. We can change the world. Just by smiling.

Go for it, Kevin. Show me your smile. Invade my world.