The other day, three things converged to knock me out of my zeitgeist-powered malaise and into a big wave of joy.
Scrolling through Instagram, I stumbled on pictures of “Remembering A Brave New World“, artist Chila Kumari Singh Burman’s installation at the locked-down Tate Britain in London. She had covered the dour facade in elaborate colorful neon, fusing her Indian heritage, feminism, commentary on our age. My favorite: the museum’s iconic statue of Britannia is overlaid with an image of the goddess Kali, the Hindu goddess of destruction who is also a savior and protector. Emblazoned above it are the words “I’m a mess.” Which of course, we all are. It is a relief to see it proclaimed.
No matter what time you pass by the Tate, you would be assaulted and transformed by playful color and imagery so positive, it completely defies the harsh reality sandwiches at hand.
One of the simplest observations in nature is the complete absence of straight lines.
I’m so grateful for the power of water that is a constant force of change on this beautiful Earth.
We would do well today to take a few deep breaths and remind ourselves of the beauty of the nonlinear paths our lives take.
Maybe even recognize with gratitude the unexpected twists and turns that come in our life, new doors and pathways ahead.
Peace and joy with each of you in this moment.
Even if it is just to take a deep breath for the big wave that we dive into next.
In love with humans on this beautiful morning.
Then through my headset, sparked randomly from a Spotify playlist, came Richie Havens singing “Here Comes the Sun”, with his fierce, joyful strumming. (Play it LOUD!)
…a deep breath for the big wave that we dive into next..