Darkness always hangs heavy this time of year, but it seems even weightier now. Our world is deep in turmoil: seas of humanity rising up to protest on multiple continents, only to crash on the indifferent shores of their elected governments; individuals censored for sharing their expertise or their personal experiences; friendships and families rent by private decisions made public… and the list goes on.
The darkness can be overwhelming.
I wrote this poem in 2019, and I feel strongly that it’s even more relevant now:
Illumination to Loom a Nation
let each of us spin
a thread of light so fine,
a shining filament that trails us
as we go about our day
let us bear this brightness
back and forth
back and forth
like fiber optic shuttles
delivering truth
through the darkened warp
of infinite night,
through the toxic terrains
that ache to heal:
our homes
our towns
our nation
let us exhale light to exile fear
back and forth
back and forth
like spiders weaving a new Dawn
* * *
Every day, as hard as it is, I’m speaking up, delivering the truth as I see and feel it. And as I do so, I encounter more and more individuals doing the same.
They are individuals who are willing to look deeply into the world, who question what they were taught to believe, and who strive to act not from fear but from principles.
If light always begets light, and courage is contagious, then the only way to dispel the darkness of our times is to continue to shine our loving light into the world.
That is how we will find each other, we kindred spiders: by trailing filaments of light behind us.
With namasté in our hearts, we will weave the new Dawn.