And So, I Pray...

Today was one of those days.

One of those days when everything was, on the surface, fine. Great, even. And, for the entire day I was aware of a tugging feeling. A disturbance in the force, as it were.

I've been trying to stay on top of the news, to follow the world events during this time of huge transition. It isn't easy. I feel myself recoil from the ugliness and flat-out manipulation seeded in every article I read about the election. My heart contracts with horror when I watch a video clip of the stand-off at Standing Rock. Everyone, on every side of every issue, is making a strong case for their truth. Even people with the best of intentions (which translates into those who's stance resonates with mine!) are working hard to get their side of the story out.

Truth is, I'm tired. Tired of the constant attempts to spoon-feed me what I'm supposed to think. The efforts are so transparent they might be funny if they weren't so calculated and relentless. Maybe "they" are trying to beat us down, like if you say the same thing often enough - even if your actions are out of integrity with your words - eventually people will believe you.

Today I felt a sense of helplessness, of fear, of a sort of bewildered state of What the @#%&! Dis-heartened. As if I'd stepped into an energetic pool of overwhelm that's floating around our collective field. Not exactly sure what to do with myself.

And so, I went outside, built a fire, wrapped myself up in my wool poncho, and I sat. With a sliver of a moon and brightly shining Venus in the western sky as my witnesses, I prayed.

In the prayer, I found home in my center again. I could sense the solid wisdom of the ancestors, and the deeply held hope of those yet to come. They, too, are praying.

I see the web that connects us all; I feel it..any time there's a disturbance anywhere in that web, it affects us all. Sometimes it feels like a gentle tapping, barely noticeable. Other time it feels like a herd of elephants jumping on the web like it was a trampoline!

And I know that when I pray myself back to my center, it affects the web, too.

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What do you do when you find yourself caught in the web of fear or overwhelm, when you feel dis-heartened?

How do you pray?

I invite you to share how you re-locate your center in the comments section, Maybe we can co-create a pool of ideas, simple ways to plug in. Or maybe to unplug! To find home in our center.

Because when we share our prayers, they become stronger. 

With love and respect,

Zardoya