Hold The Light as the Blog For Peace 2024 theme is difficult for me in the aftermath of November 5, 2024. Eight years of a legal case and more years of emotional pain from my adult son, who I adopted when he was 11 1/2 years old in 1999. and now, the unfathomable situation of dealing with the election has me in very low spirits.
I post a poem I wrote in 2018 when I returned home after a difficult time. Writing has been my refugee and sustainer so many times.
It is the kind look
that illustrates | matter,
It is the kindness in a subtle gesture
that gives me reason to feel | am important enough,
It is the tenderness in the energy
that allows me to have a moment of acceptance, while all others around would willingly
delete me into nonexistence,
It is the power of one who cares about my feelings, elevating their humanity while preserving mine,
It is the assailing lack of grace of another, that propels one observant soul
to give a moment of shelter, one moment of refuge.
It is one moment that proves the kings and queens of the world
are the ones who offer shelter and refuge.
And not the ones who are trying so hard to prove that they are mighty and grand.
Spoken words that can only spring forward
from a soul truly gounded in graciousness.
Words that fall like feathers and create for you a soft landing,
a warm cocoon.
A kind look
that knows your need to be seen,
A kind act
that serves as a god to your need to be cared about.
These are the kings and the queens of our lives.
A world of look-at-me shouts,
while you gave me the world in one moment.
One moment of knowing in quiet,
what we make of the world
is in how we ease the need
of being known,
of being seen.
Sandra Hammel ~ February 18, 2018, Sunday
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Music has always been a place for me to have my spirit held.
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