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Like Cassandra howling at the gates of Troy, bear witness to what you know to be true. Tell the truths that have been bent by skilled advertising. Tell the truths that have been concealed by adroit regulations. Tell the truths that have been denied by fear or complacency. Go to the tar fields, go to the broken pipelines. Tell that story. Be the noisy gong and clanging cymbals, and be the love.

 

-Kathleen Dean Moore

Once I was waiting for things to be different.  I was hopeful for a new way of being in the world.  I was waiting for something to shift, for something to be reset, for something to tell me that “Yes, now it is time.”  To tell me, “Be who you really are.  It’s ok to truly stand up for what matters.”  I was waiting and hoping for validation, for something bigger than my own mind to let me know that I can do things differently and for my culture to wake up and see the world beyond what is presented via propaganda.  I was waiting for things to be different.

And now I am still waiting, in a sense.  I am no longer placing my hopes on something that may or may not happen, but I wait none the less.   It is not clear what I am waiting for anymore.  Perhaps I’m waiting for someone to say it’s alright to take action, or for an event to take place that will make action essential, or for an option to appear that feels realistic – one that allows me to stay comfortable.  Maybe I am waiting for the sign that says “go” instead of deciding for myself when the time is right to begin.  Perhaps things ARE different but I haven’t allowed them to take a deep breath.

And then again, if I look deeper, I can see that every moment has been essential in my journey-even if I don’t know exactly where I am headed.  Being elsewhere right now isn’t where I am supposed to be.  There is validation in accepting the present and in seeing the beauty that lives in the imperfection of my current life situation.  A new way of being in the world is alive when I remember that I already see with clear eyes and when I acknowledge the power in that.

Yet the quandary remains: There is still so much beauty that is being destroyed in the world, so much pain, so much aching.  There is so much longing for something different and so much hope that something will shift.  So while once I was waiting for things to be different, right now I am sensing the urgency of this waiting. There ceases to be time reserved for waiting just in case something happens.  There is only the call to tell the truth – to step into my own power to do what I know the world needs me to do.  As Gandhi once said, to be repeated by millions: I need to be the change I want to see in the world.

Once I was waiting for things to be different.  Now things are different.  There is a new story.  So perhaps it’s time to use the beauty, the power and the life that I have to illustrate it.

Like Leonard Cohen, singing of loss and love, make clear the beauty of what we stand to lose or what we have already destroyed. Celebrate the microscopic sea-angels. Celebrate the children who live in the cold doorways and shanty camps. Celebrate the swamp at the end of the road. Leave no doubt of the magnitude of their value and the enormity of the crime, to let them pass away unnoticed. These are elegies, these are praise songs, these are love stories.

 

-Kathleen Dean Moore

 

And you?  For whom do your elegies weep?  Who hears your praise songs?  What are your love stories?

What story are you going to tell if you stop waiting?

 

  • Julia

    I’ve been thinking about this lately… how you can spend your whole life waiting for the next thing?! And I feel like I’m doing that! I don’t want pain in the world anymore or destruction of nature or the disregard of the human experience. But I know I can only really change these things for myself. Like you said, the big change for humanity doesn’t appear to be evident for the whole. So, i have to make it evident for ME. And I can almost feel my ideas and dreams and plans to live in this way just beyond reach… I can feel them chomping at the bit to be realized. But instead of acting, deciding, changing, leaving my comfort zone… I say, well, maybe I can do it slowly, piecemeal. Because I don’t have the guts or can’t see how to make it work any other way! But it’s not working the slow way, either! It’s just putting things off for years! Waiting for the next best thing. So how do we take the plunge? How do we experience our highest good now? Maybe it’s realizing those dreams may still happen, but I have to embody that abundance and the love stories of life where I am NOW. And I am getting better at this. But my dreams are so appealing…. a dog, hiking, an earthship, local produce, local friends, learning, financial freedom, trees, outside, ideas….

    • Heidi B.

      It sounds like you are moving forward pretty well, actually, just by spending time mulling over the possibilities of change vs. waiting. Maybe as your embody your current abundance and the love stories of now, doing so will simply lay a foundation for those dreams to manifest into reality, or even create new ones.