Over my outdated corded landline, my dear friend, Berta read me a poem she translated from German. We are keeping distant as she’s 96 and can suffer from weakness in her lungs. I can’t recall the exact words but it was a series of reminders repeated over and over. They were paradoxes. Never forget our uniqueness AND what we share; our isolation AND our connection.
Some shed surface, some knot that is untangled, some thought we can dismiss, a way of looking that distorts the world we can relinquish and let a liquid washing through of light leave us ready to turn the corner look at the unknown as though it were a friend of ours wearing a fresh hat, imperfect as yesterday, offering us tea and the wise choice we couldn’t make before.
At our house, we have a ritual that we practice almost every morning.
It started with a pack of ‘Inner Beauty’ cards, that a friend gave me many years ago. They are kept in a small wooden box. I used to select one or more every now and then, or use them with groups or friends, but then my partner and I began to create a ritual with them. We chose three.
Perhaps you already know about this initiative through the Presencing Institute. The acronym stands for Global Activation of Intention and Action. I’ve taken their wonderful mooc, u.lab, several times since 2015.
You can read about the background to this initiative in Otto Scharmer’s excellent analysis of the Covid-19 crisis at this link.