Yesterday I ended my day with the CPE residents who have held so much grief throughout the system. It was my honor to listen to, witness, and hold their grief as we colored, journaled, and talked.
I was grateful for the opportunity to offer a blessing of their hands as a closing ritual, and deeply touched by one of the residents’ offer to do the same for me.
During our journaling time at the beginning, I found myself writing wishes and hopes for the world. I wound up with something akin to a prayer, which will likely become a part of my spiritual practice.
Hopes for the World:
More love, less violence
More hope, less fear
More joy, less sadness
More awareness, less denial
More generosity, less greed
More flowers, less bombs
More ploughshares, less swords
More beauty, less apathy
More wonder, less skepticism
More imagination, less capitalism
More help, less judgment
More affirmation, less “you should have”
More music, less negativity
More life, less death
More hallelujahs
More creativity, less checkboxes
More fluidity, less straight lines
More tables, less walls
More meals, less hunger.
SaraInRealLife 
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