I’m going to take a break from postings that reflect the hellish kaleidoscopic shimmer that is “Syria.” Too much is happening to “believe” any one analysis, no matter how excellent. Too much drama everywhere, like a chess game, but who knows who’s playing what part? Yes, too much is at stake for me to try to position myself, pin myself down to one “yes, this is the way to see it.”
Simply, I want to spend my precious time anchoring feet to earth and crown to sky, with myself, my body, specifically, this war-wounded heart, serving as the bridge, receiving and radiating the downrushing/upsurging Love in all directions, everywhere.
