The Things We Love
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Hello friends, It’s the full moon today, which is a time I like to pause and reset my focus. After a rough few days because of the state of cruelty in the world—including the minor personal annoyance of dealing with a sudden mass of deeply unhappy and toxic trolls because one of my photos went viral on Facebook—last night, I did some cleansing and recentered before bed. This morning, after lighting my candles and making my prayers, I decided once again that today I would focus on the things I love. Because that’s what is important, isn’t it? Love is the reason the cruelty makes me angry and gets me down. Love is the reason I do what I do, day in and day out. Love is why I keep showing up. And I love and appreciate so many things about my life and this world. There are people whom I love. Chance moments. The moon in the night sky. A song in my ears. Squirrels chasing around a tree. A mourning dove at the bird bath. Stickers on sign posts. A good cup of tea. The fall of camellia petals on a blue recycling bin. Bernice King—and many others—link justice and love, and I think that is correct. She wrote: “Justice is Love lived out. Justice isn’t revenge, it’s re/alignment with Love. Justice re/aligns culture with Love. Justice re/aligns the climate with Love. Justice re/aligns policies with Love. Justice holds institutions accountable for Love. Justice is love we can witness.” I appreciate this reminder that love is powerful. Love is not avoidance or suppression. Love confronts the world as it is and helps us grow in better alignment with healthier, more compassionate forms of what could be. How about you? What do you love this week? I’d like to hear about it. Best wishes - Thorn
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T. Thorn Coyle
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