By Bob Kleinheksel We pray, pause and meditate; we breathe deeply of these moments knowing full well the weightiness and beauty of the scene we share: Men, women, friends and family to our right and left, in front and back. Safely in a place where all are welcome. A place all can sit hand in hand, arm in arm no matter who we are and where we’ve been. We also know this place and time as a crucible for imagining, learning and acting – thinking globally, acting locally. Let us all be comforted, challenged, called out, set free to be all we can be – to be the change we wish to see in the world – to be the difference toward justice, inclusion, eco-sensitivity, hospitality and liberation on all fronts. Amen to spring, to rebirth, to colors; Amen to the beauty of the earth and the lessons to be learned and shared during this earth season.
To the God of many understandings – known within as emerging self worth; known between in the sharing of deep and honest humanity; known beyond as well in the mystery and majesty of nature and all of earth’s spirits and voices. Let what grounds us and gives us comfort be affirmed and known: From the personally involved God to the earth herself – even as earth aches and groans and brings about renewal. We are united; we are one; as the rivers course throughout the lands, the life-blood to creatures great and small, so too do we share common destiny, stories, humanity, blood and bone. How could we imagine ourselves as separate?
Have our fingernails been filled with soil yet? Have we scraped our knuckles doing outside projects? Have we fully begun to imagine how we will be both industrious and restful in the coming weeks and months? Ah, the seduction to always do, do, do. I, among many, need to heed the call to slow down and smell what can be smelled, to sit on an Adirondack, to raise a glass to the beauty all around – to grill a bit more often, to gather with others in the afterglow of a full day. May all of that and more be so.
We remember many at this time: Ones struggling to meet demands and pay bills; those undergoing chemotherapy; those couples separating and divorcing, soldiers and sailors under threat. We remember friends and family members struggling and rejoicing. May we be like salt and light to those near and far: enhancing lives and loves as salt with our care, selflessness and uniqueness; casting light upon grey corners and persons where illumination, energy and attention would provide spark and encouragement. How we will be as salt and light today?
We celebrate spring dancing on the grave of winter, and seeds resurrected from long-cold coffins, ready to emerge through primal patterns toward the life-giving sun. As plants emerge from seemingly lifeless mud, so too do we awaken again, touched by fire and the energy and cycles of renewal. We move from earthen hibernation into the endless light of eternal spring. And we would do so with hope, with intention, with great gumption to live and thrive…in honor of all saints and sages, prophets and wise ones who inspire us and lead us back to each other, ourselves and this good earth we share. Amen.