Today I am caused to take a little detour in my writing...
For some days now we've been blessed with the most balmy weather. Sun, golden light, warmth, no wind, quiet... These are the kind of days where I love to grab a mug of coffee and my camera and just sit in the garden with the cats and bask in our blessings. Reflecting, among other things, on just how grateful I feel about being able to offer these cats a refuge, a place to heal, love in overspill and a safe place for them to grow and live. Allowing all their wonderful and eachly unique essences to bloom... so unbelievably enrichening to witness.
As we sit there in the garden I'm sometimes caused to think of the little souls we lost. In my mind I sometimes relive the heartache and the wrenching feelings you get when you know it's out of your control whether they live or not. On some of these occasions where I have found myself praying so intently to the Gods for some miracle that will let them live - I've been caused to think; But why this little cat? - when I know some deserving human/s - or a little child - are fighting for their lives somewhere in the world and doesn't make it.
This mornings thought are caused by waking up to the news of the the Indien girl "Damini" dying. The one that recently suffered the most horrendous humanly atrocious attack in Dehli. For days my husband and I have been praying for her healing and recovery. It was devastating to wake up to this, well sad doesn't convey the feeling, news of her passing. India will no doubt be in an outpour of fury and revenge. Revenge is a very understandable feeling, but like Gandhi said; "An eye for an eye makes the whole world blind."
So where does one go to in oneself to find a sense of understanding and relegation of raw emotions? I try (as much as humanly possible) to find understanding with a third vector - a position that buffers or creates insulation between dualisms - eg. crimes vs punishment/revenge. In a simple way (it's in danger of almost sounding kliche) it caused me to think of the level of acceptance we each individually permit in our lives and space. It must start with that kind of self leadership. What kind of behavior we won't allow in ourselves - and what we won't allow in the spaces we occupy.
Then I return to our little micro cosmos... a place where we try to uphold a level of human standard and decency. Does that sound too simple?? To me that seems like it has become the extraordinary in this world.
To "Damini" - may God have mercy on your beautiful soul. May the world see the change your spirit came here to deliver.