love to Japan

Sometimes I am at loss at how to be in this world, how to be engaged in my own life and still open to, aware, participatory in the happenings of the world beyond mine. 

It has been over two weeks since the Japan earthquake and tsunami. Although I have felt and sent many prayers of healing, light, love and peace to the Japanese and their land, this morning was the first time I have grieved their tragedy. In the interim, there has been spring break and soccer and Connor returning to college and my playing in my first soccer game and Blah Blah Blah.

Life.

I have been wrapped up in and distracted by my own life. 

This morning there were no alarms, no game to get to, no event to make. I awoke to no agenda or to-do list. And then the tears started flowing, and flowing. 

Trey asked a question or two in an attempt to determine the cause and then he settled into -

hugging me

being with me

allowing me to be me

loving me.

Forty-five minutes later, exhausted from the emotional and energetic release, yet feeling clearer and open and present, the words out of my mouth, without thought, were, “Sometime soon, can we make love for the Japanese people and their land?” 

My heart longs to envelop Japan and its people in the highest and most healing energy of all: LOVE.