I am struggling in this moment to find words to express the emotions that I feel.  The questions that continue to rise up as I search to understand humankind.  My heart searches for a philosophical dissertation that would enlighten my enquiring mind in this quest for knowledge ~ understanding of the heart, soul, and mind!

Apathy. How does one look upon the suffering and injustice in our society and remain indifferent?  How does one look in the mirror each morning and go about life knowing , there but for the grace of God go I,  and remain silent?

Such a heavy weight overwhelms my being at moments. The darkness of humanity as such depravity of being is revealed day after day ~ how easily one could be lost in the sorrow of such reality, to which there seems no escape. Even as I look at my own reflection I must embrace the depths of my own skewed perception and self-centered motivations of being.

Somewhere in the darkness of searching and longing a miracle happens. Our humbling imperfection and gross incompetence of understanding the cries from our own soul are revealed.  Acceptance. Beauty is birthed as we let go and allow our imagination to embrace the mystery of life. As the soul dances with the reality of surrendered brokenness a seed of vulnerability begins to grow into a flowing ocean of connectedness. Our humanity entwined with story ~ story that releases divine purpose, meaning, and hope!

It is hope that produces the words with which our voice is to be found. Hope that paints the color of our lives when we become lost in only the black and white. Hope that engages our creativity! Hope that begins to play a song of joy in our being to which our soul can dance and celebrate!  Hope that as humanity continues to evolve, that even when the mystery eludes our sense of knowing, our voice in collaboration with others can create a more loving and compassionate reality in our broken state of being. Hope unites our voices and allows us to walk together.  Hope…