I wake up to a tropical view filled with trees, occasional wisps of low hanging mist, and warmth. As I watched the news of arctic cold fronts and early season snows, I can feel a familiar light sweat forming. There is a comforting familiarity in the tropics. Days share more in common than they do differences. I cannot remember the last time I was cold. I wake looking forward to the earthy smells that comes from the thriving trees and plants.
As I look out, I know the rest of my day is never as peace filled as it is at this time of the morning. Chaos will arrive, often late. Blindsided attacks will hit, with no warning or indicators. As much as people smile, not everyone is on my side! Reminding myself that the world is dangerous is an embrace of the obvious. Even if I am careful, it may not be enough.
I know that if I was able to walk in the shoes of my adversaries, I would likely be more compassionate. However, in my pain and uncertainty, I look to others to do what is beyond my grasp. My prayer echoes David’s; “Give them a taste of their own medicine, those gossips off clucking their tongues.” (Psalm 70.3) It is easy to admit that vocalizing my emotions reduces the edge that is cutting my heart.
Yet, in Singapore mix of faith systems, I am constantly reminded that Divinity has offered, often demanded, that I leave fear and anger with God. From Hindu temples, to Buddhist’s truth, and in Christianity’s sacred texts, each has a reminder and calling to this end. The opportunity to let go appears universal. The challenge in any context is personal and difficult.
Yesterday’s conversation was filled with familiar steps. There are individuals in life with ugly behaviors! I do not know what is the answer for you. I do know that my preferred choice is to vent and let God and Karma do their thing. Anything else is not a step forward; it is a step in reverse.
