To Rise, To Hope
I woke this morning to the smell of rain. Wild fires, both here in New Mexico and Colorado, have made for some bad air lately. We had been under a haze of smoke for some time, but this morning the sky was clear. The air smelled sweet. My heart was lifted. My spirits began to rise.
And last week, all week long, I did a yoga practice with Adriene called Rise. ( check out her yoga here Yoga With Adriene and on YouTube ). I did it first thing every morning, as soon as I would rise. I know it was good for the body, but it was also remarkably good for the soul.
And a couple of weeks ago, the folks at the Democratic National Convention used Bruce Springsteen’s song,The Rising, in their opening segment. The music and the images blended so powerfully. The words from leaders past and present, still echo in my brain. Their central theme was rise up.
Do you see a pattern here?
After what has been a long, difficult summer, I suddenly feel a lifting. Today I feel lighter. It’s as if all the signs over the past couple of weeks are telling me there is hope. A shift is happening. A rising up. This is definitely the time for hope. This is the time to be there for each other. This is the time to right the wrongs. We know what to do. Instinctively, we know what is right. Take back your control. For most of us, the most important thing we can do is VOTE this Fall. Do not sit this one out. Let your voice be heard. This will be my personal theme for the rest of 2020 - Rise Up!
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