Was the pandemic that affected the earth meant to bring ‘light’ to the world? I have been pondering this thought, and I am sure I am not the only one. Perhaps, this time has been set aside to restore hope, faith and compassion to the world at large. The Vernal Equinox, which occurred in my hemisphere on March 20th, is a season that can be found on all the world’s calendars. This season supports and advocates rebirth and renewal.
I am of the mind-set that this slow-down of our hurried activities was God’s love letter to the world. Perhaps, it was intended as His letter of instruction to all of us to return our spirits to a place of being teachable. The life-track that the world was on leading up to this pandemic seemed divisive now that we are in the thick of quietude. Had we, as a population, lost sight of the idea that we are all connected? I believe this time may have been provided to us as a profound reminder of what is important.
Faith is not just about religion. It is a more a realization that there is something mighty powerful that is found within you and can be called on at any time if you need it. Hope is not just a foreign thought hung out on a clothes line to dry. It is an optimistic state of mind meant to fill our heart with the sweet desire of anticipation. And Compassion, it is not about just one act of caring for one day, it is about cultivating caring for a lifetime – a desire to demonstrate concern for another’s suffering without considering any misfortune we may have in comparison.
In order to spread love and compassion in the world, we must go out of our way to reach the physical, mental and emotional pain in others. And by doing so, we help address the emotional feelings missing within ourselves. In other words – you have to give love to get love.
I am so uplifted by what I am seeing all across the world, especially in the young people. Our younger generation is turning to creative solutions to fill their hours. Where their lives were once scheduled to the hilt with lessons and activities – these fledging souls are beginning to return to a sense of normalcy and are filling the hours with pursuits to hone their keen intellect and fill their hopeful hearts. And, the parents of these fine children are being brought back to the family dinner table which enhances and fosters the change that is coming.
Day by day, I am moving to this new rhythm we are being gifted. I am hopeful we will all find a better way of living together. Now, wouldn’t that be something?