In many parts of the world, today is known as Ash Wednesday, marking the beginning of a six-week period called Lent. It’s a time to “slow down and take stock” of our lives – a time of introspection, of ‘metanoia’ (turning around) – an opportunity to realize that we won’t live forever and that each day is a precious gift.
While many follow the practice of “giving something up” for Lent (meat, candy, chocolate, liquor etc), I don’t. Instead, I choose to “put on” instead.
“Put on” love in new ways.
Many words have been used as metaphors for love over the centuries. This year, my metaphor for love is … baby stroller. A surprising word for many I’m sure, but this photo (by an unknown photographer) of train station in Poland shows baby strollers left by Polish moms for Ukrainian moms escaping the war in Ukraine with babies in their arms.
The Polish moms “gave up” (the convenience of the stroller for their own child) their strollers and “put on” love for people they didn’t even know.
Today’s Ash Wednesday is not signalling an end to the war in Ukraine … a lessening of Trade Wars … or a recognition that very bad decisions are being made that are impacting the lives of countless lives. There is a lot of negative energy happening.
So I’m taking the Season of Lent a time of metanoia (turning-around) and “putting on love” this year. For the Forty Days and Nights of Lent, I am asking myself “what way can I tangibly express love and counter the negativity in conversations, social media, media – even just a bit.
I won’t be ignoring the reality of the political chaos … but when I speak-up-and-out about injustice, cruelty, etc., I’ll find a way to “even the playing field” of energy so to speak. For every post I put here on FB or Bluesky that may express negative energy, I’ll post something positive – hopeful – joyful – happy – like a flashmob.
So, I’m now off to find a video of a flashmob – dancing, laughing, singing, musicians, surprised faces often in unusual settings.
They brighten life … and we all sure could use some of that these days.
Maybe this could be a new way of experiencing the Season of Lent’s “turning around – metanoia” theme. Just a thought on this Ash Wednesday 2025.
A long time ago, a child lived while the world around her was exploding
with hatred, violence, evil.
At that time, one man had risen to power
… a man who hated
… a man who lied
… a man who was the catalyst for violence.
… a man through whom evil spread.
That one man became the model for others to hate.
He encouraged others to lie and be violent.
And evil spread even further
through the actions of those who followed that one man.
Lies spread even further.
Violence erupted daily.
The world of the child and her family became a world of fear for their very lives.
So they hid and lived in an attic for years
until they were betrayed
and the child, along with most of her family and millions of others died unthinkable deaths.
The time in history was World War 11.
Humanity did not learn then.
Hope was gone.And yet
in the midst of the chaos, suffering, hatred, senselessness, violence and evil,
one child – Anne Frank,
wrote hope-filled words in her journal … “Where there is hope, there is life. It fills us with fresh courage and makes us strong again.”
The time in history – is now.
A leader unleashes evil with his hatred, his lies, his ability to evoke violence.
Will humanity learn now?
Democracy is at great risk.
Where is the hope?
Hope exists.
It lies in the people who have spoken up and are speaking out –
It lies in those who refuse to be intimidated.
It lies in me – and you.
May the world remember the words of a young girl “Where there is hope, there is life.” <Anne Frank>I have hope – because I MUST have hope.
Not to have hope means that we give up
and when we do
evil gets its way.
If only it were possible to see democracy surviving. Even “just a little bit.” But, the loss of democracy is on the rise in the United States, around the world, and even here in my beloved Canada.
The phrase “It wouldn’t happen here.” has been spoken by people who voted for someone who told them what he would do and when he began to do it, they came up with excuses. And then more things happened that they didn’t think would happen and they made excuses. And now?? When climate change and the threat of nuclear war are added to the rising hatred, violence, terrorism, it’s not surprising that people are asking “Is any place safe these days?”
And the answer to that question? Schools are not. Universities are not. Hospitals are not. Marathons are not. Sport events are not. Homes are not. Public events are not. Streets are not. Religious buildings are not. Government buildings are not. Shopping centres / malls are not.
Fear grows more and more as personal lives are dramatically impacted. Intolerance spreads as “someone” must be the reason for prices going up, jobs being lost, hatred increases. And the “us” and “them” language develops its own life.
When that happens, we forget that joy abounds … weddings happen … lives are celebrated … babies are born … lives are extended because of medical intervention … children laugh and play … elders share their wisdom and experience … musicians, photographers, dancers, painters, thespians, calligraphers, potters, weavers, chefs, gardeners, carpenters, fabric artists, knitters, landscape artists, writers and many others continue to awaken the creative spirit, touch the soul and inspire the mind.
It’s understandable that when fear and negativity rise to the surface decisions made by leaders focus our attention on the death knell of life.
If only it were possible to see democracy surviving. Even “just a little bit.”
My spirit grieves for the lives that have been lost, the erosion of democracy, the ways selfishness keeps us from changing our habits to protect this planet for future generations.
What can be done? We can choose to see our world entering the death of the tomb. Or we can choose to see our world entering the birth of the womb.
I don’t want to give up. I won’t say the world is doomed. I believe in possibility. Perhaps a baby is being born this day or a child is already born who may conceive of a way to bring compassion out of this chaos who may find a way to save this planet from climate devastation who may find a way to motivate people to a world of kindness, compassion, love, community and hope.
May we not give away our ability to choose to face each tomorrow with hopeful expectation/anticipation … even if it is only “just a little bit.”
“Meraki.” [may-rah-kee] May today be a ‘MERAKI’ day. 🙂
Modern Greeks often use the word ‘meraki’ to describe “doing something with soul” … when you put something of yourself into whatever you’re doing.
Meraki is about creative, loving, soul-awakening acts. Whether preparing a meal … caring for a garden … creating something artistic … caring for someone who is ill, lonely, grieving, in pain … arranging a room … tangling … praying for a situation/person … whatever. If it’s done with soul, with passion, with love, then it’s ‘meraki’.
An ancient Chinese proverb offers a gentle reminder of ‘meraki’: “If there is light in the soul, there will be beauty in the person. If there is beauty in the person, there will be harmony in the house. If there is harmony in the house, there will be order in the nation. If there is order in the nation, there will be peace in the world.”
This weekend in some parts of the world, some are sharing ‘light in the soul’ … ‘meraki’ … in acts of kindness, thoughtfulness, loving gestures/actions as they mark Valentine’s Day. Expressing ‘meraki’, they are letting another know that they are ‘hearted’ – loved’.
Sadly, while of this is happening, some are alone, receiving none of the above. They are lonely, isolated because of illness, weather, grief, hurt feelings, poverty, self-hatred, fear – oh the fear caused by politics, evil leaders, equally-evil minions.
This Valentine’s day of commercial love is anything but a day of soul, of joy, of love. Where is the meraki?
If you are one of those people, my hope is, if only for a moment, you will consider yourself “hearted,” and loved, and receive my little cyber Zentangle® Valentine ‘heart.’ May you experience the love that went into its creation.
May this Valentine’s Day be a little brighter than it might otherwise have been, and bring a gentle flicker of light in your soul.
May the wise Chinese proverb come to fruition, so that there will be MERAKI … “light” in each soul … “beauty” in each person … “harmony” in each home … “order” in each nation … “peace in our hearts, countries, world.”
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ P.S. If you’re into tangling and would like to have the step-out of my TuliLuv (upper right corner of the heart), just let me know. Happy to send the step out. 🙂
I watched tonight’s news. Sure don’t like doing that, but know I need to keep informed because things are moving sooooo quickly – not just in the United States, or Canada, or Ukraine, or … but everywhere.
What can we do? We can “be each other’s strength” … by being kind … by being gentle … by being open to hope for others and ourselves.
And if we believe in prayer, we can pray for … those who are letting evil guide their decisions that they would not be motivated by greed, lust for power
We can pray for this world. And we can pray for its leaders who are working hard – in spite of personal danger to keep democracy alive.
A friend wrote: “I don’t know how the world is going to manage four years of this. I really honestly don’t know, because if this is just the beginning, what’s going to happen from here?” Neither does anyone else know what’s going to happen.
But whatever happens, we cannot lose hope. We cannot let evil win.
While evil may take over for a while, it must not take away the soul of the people.
I believe we can survive this – the “we” being humanity.
While the United States has been at the forefront since DJT took over the White House, while and his unofficial co-president continue to shock Americans with outrageous statements and decisions, there are other countries in similar predicament … or are on the brink if upcoming elections go certain ways.
I believe that “we” … humanity … can survive. I believe that we “must.” I don’t see this as the literal end of the world, as do some.
I draw strength from the words of a woman who lived centuries ago and who wrote these words “All shall be well. All shall be well. And all manner of thing shall be well.” While I wish Dame Julian of Norwich had written “All things ARE well”, she did not. She simply said that they SHALL BE well.
The question for many is — when will wellness happen – for the people of Ukraine? for the people of the city of Djibo, Burkino Faso? for the people of El Fasher, Sudan? for the people of Gaza? for the people of the United States? for the people of Canada, Mexico, Panama?
And will it happen – in our generation? in our children’s generation? in the generation of our grandchildren or great grandchildren or beyond that?
We don’t have the answers, but we must hold fast to the “SHALL BE” well and in the meantime, do what we can to maintain our emotional, physical and spiritual wellness of today.
For some, that means taking a break from social media – from the news – from talking about politics – from certain family members – from certain friends – from certain community / on-line groups that continuously talk about politics.
For some, it means being proactive – calling politicians, writing letters to politicians, being active on social media, speaking up-and out.
And we can send thoughts of protection and loving concern to others in the form of financial support, prayer.
Evil must not permanently destroy the essence of what it is to be human – of taking care of ourselves and doing what we can to bring kindness and compassion into the world around us.
And, we remember to breathe – as this yellow daffodil did in my garden, surrounded by a foot of snow.
