I am wishing you a beautiful memorial day. Create a ritual with friends and family to cry about the horrible shootings in our undeclared war on Blacks and children in America.
Even though it is difficult, remember at the center of each of us is loving light.
Our faith isn't Jewish. I grew up Presbyterian and I'm now a treeist, practicing meditation and sending blessings to trees and people I walk by.
May you be safe
May you be happy
May you be healthy
May you be free of fear
May you keep a joyful mind
Trees breathe out, we breathe in. We're all connected in a wood wide web.
Shift: we also need to remember our dead. My sister sent me this prayer poem years ago on the anniversary of our Mother's death.
I loved it and took a photo of it.
I'm sharing it with you in hopes these words offer some healing this memorial day.
I translated the text if you want to copy it.
IN THE RISING of the sun, and in its going down, we remember them. In the blowing of the wind and in the chill of winter, we remember them. In the opening of buds and in the rebirth of spring, we remember them. In the blueness of the sky and in the warmth of summer, we remember them. In the rustling of the leaves and in the beauty of autumn, we remember them. In the beginning of the year and when it ends, we remember them.
When we are weary and in need of strength, we remember them.
When we are lost and sick at heart, we remember…