“Hope is being able to see that there is light despite all of the darkness.” – Desmond Tutu
I meditated to this inspiration today, and was blessed with a transcending peace. Considering the source, everything in my limited sphere of reality gains perspective. My angst, my stress is, dare I say it, self-imposed and woefully mundane. Too much FB and CNN…most definitely. (I’m searching for recovery groups in my area.) Too much personal drama? Affirmative, but working on conscious deflection. But most of all, it’s too much not doing what I need to be doing. Writing, Painting. Living Pura Vida.
I’m having trouble quieting the voices from my past. My smoldering passions have been re-ignited by the “Breaking News Headlines” polluting my home. Back in the day, I was a naive but ardent activist. From Viet Nam to Nicaragua to Palestine to Pine Ridge. Back in the day. Back in the 70’s in Hollywood. Raising a lot of money for groups like the FMLN, the PLA, the DNC, the Sandinistas, AIM. TMI? Probably, neverthless, it’s part of my truth. It is my truth.
Blast to the Present. My truth has now become growing organic food, eating a plant based diet and exercising. Every day I’m humbly striving to walk my talk (one of my favorite Lakota sweatlodge prayers). I am so incredibly grateful that I live in paradise and can enjoy a life I had never dreamed of. This journey is so intensely personal yet so excruciatingly public. It is time to shift. AND CREATE!! Again! I feel the energy blazing through my being. So Grateful.
Gracias. Merci. Mitákuye Oyás’iŋ. Kab Kun Ka. Namaste
May. 5, 2017
Judy Richter 