Little Ways

In the following posts please notice how many times the word, may, appears. It is the month of May after all.

Phrases posted on Facebook, May 2020

Here is a quote that touched me by William Sullivan. This is something that might inspire what we may do today and in the days ahead. We live in a time when the greatest form of courage is to act as if our lives made a difference.
All of us can have periods of time now for introspection. It’s a bit useless to think too much about what may happen in the future, instead may we feel into what we long to live and embody as is possible now, something that is true for the soul.
Any time we have the opportunity to be loving may we know is a gift to ourselves.
If we can allow it, we may be shaped into more ability to care because we have to be careful in this time of disease. Efforts spent in “heart-born” care are so vital now. May they go viral and fill the air with healing hope and mutual awareness.
As we live more consciously and more tenderly, one thing becomes transparent; we’re in all this together. What began in a remote village in China now also happens here. May we urgently turn towards loving “us” more and more, and so, in whatever means we have, begin contributing to healing what is broken in our common world.
A lovely quote by Joyce Sequichie Hifler from A Cherokee Feast of Days. I’ve only changed one word and you’ll know which one it is. Waiting tests our grit and faith, and anything else we have on the line. We activate every nerve in us to move, to do something–and then we wait. But if we wait a little longer with patience and endurance, we will know what to do. During this period, we may stir up the gifts that are in us, encourage ourselves to be strong and calm, to find a center in the midst of all the whirling debris around us.

Here’s what to do according to Susan McHenry: Work when there is work to do. Rest when you are tired. One thing done in peace will most likely be better than ten things done in panic.

Wendell Berry is one of my favorite poets. Here from his book, Our Only World, he addresses what we may always hopefully be about. To learn to meet our needs without continuous violence against one another and our only world, requires and immense intellectual and practical effort, requiring the help of every human being perhaps to the end of human time. This would be work worthy of the name ”human”.
Stress and difficulty may not be our enemies but the necessary catalysts for change. They ask us to transform what is into a new can be. This may happen for us individually if we have hearts for hope and daring. It will take many, many such individuals to change a toxic culture.
Gratitude is more and more a path I need to walk on – gratitude for good things, yes, but gratitude for difficult things as well. Those are like turnstiles that have to be negotiated so the path can continue into different places. Sometimes I get caught in the turnstile and have to go around and around. Being grateful pops me out, and I am sure you will have found that, too.
That Albert Schweitzer told us that the source of happiness is to contribute something to someone else?
Sometimes when the press of things gets to be too much we need to withdraw and collect ourselves. Monks of old had cowls on their cloaks. Pulled over the head it was a way to find some interiority in the midst of everything. It also helped to stop undue curiosity about their brothers as well as the temptation to compare themselves in whatever way with their fellow monks. That an item of clothing may be of spiritual help seems lovely to me. We have sweatshirts with hoods, don’t we? They could be much more than keeping us warm and also the rain off our heads.
When I am in the dark and feel stymied I like to remember that all growth doesn’t happen on the surface where it can be seen, but may often be out of sight and there in the dark.
Whether in a time of virus or any time, here is good inspiration from Rachel Naomi Remen. The healing of our present woundedness ‘may’ lie in recognizing and reclaiming the capacity we all have to heal each other, the enormous power in the simplest of human relationships: the strength of touch, the blessing of forgiveness, the grace of someone else taking you as you are and finding in you an unexpected goodness.