The Wind Spoke to Me

 

Photo Credit: Philip Edmondson on Flickr
Photo Credit: Philip Edmondson on Flickr

The Wind spoke with me today. He told me of the wisdom in understanding my power – when to blow strong and when to whisper.

He taught me the beauty in caressing the branches and leaves, creating patterns that reverberate in time.

He showed me the elegance in playing with the clouds and dancing with the angels.

He showed me the tenderness in touching a blade of grass and the strength in never being understood.

For do we truly understand the magic that is the wind? Or do we acknowledge the breath that is our very life?

And as he spoke of how he sustains life, he told me of the death and destruction that he wreaks. He told me why it is needed for new birth.  It is the part he must play.

He taught me to not shun my strength and to see the beauty that comes with pain.

The Wind taught me to be me. 

What Would Love Do?

 

What would Love Do

When faced with a dilemma, we are urged to ask the question “What would Love do?”  How often do we profess to love someone, only to react with selfish anger or pride when that person displeases us in some way?

And our love is usually selfish – in full flow when we are pleased, in very short supply when not so much so. And we justify that selfish love with a myriad of reasons, usually rooted in our belief that what we do and think is always right.

I recall once hearing a father express his understanding of so called “honor killings”. Not that I ever believed that this person would himself be capable of such an act, but to hear him voice sympathy for the families “wronged” by their daughters’ actions, left me stunned. That hurt pride and a sense of smallness in society’s eyes could lead parents to take the life of their child, leaves me in wonder at how inhumane humanity has become. That we as humans have lost touch with what LOVE really is, is cause for despair.

There is too much of that despair around me – the noise of racism, class division, religious bigotry and hatred screams in my ears, reminding me of the evils that blight our world. How do I make a difference? How do each of us make a difference?

We make a difference by asking the question What would Love do?  in each instance in our lives where we feel unsure of how to act. My callous disregard for a person less fortunate than myself or your belittling of someone with a different viewpoint to your own , takes us both away from LOVE.  We may not be capable of taking a life, but we are certainly able to inflict hurt and pain. It is not what LOVE would do.

During the just ended holiday season, there was an abundance of giving and loving. Perhaps we will be doing humanity a favor by extending that abundance to throughout the year, not waiting for a season of goodwill to be human. It is what LOVE would do.