My spiritual goal is not enlightenment or knowledge. My spiritual goal is kindness to myself and others. My life goal is to be of service to other beings. I have an opportunity to work toward that with each moment.
I am listening to the rain, the sun, and the wind. I am upset about everything that is violent and unjust. I am grateful for what and who I have in my life.
In stillness… I feel the earth turn, as I slow down my breathing and I surrender to the fact that all I can do is my best.
This is just the beginning to describe my feeling with all the political disarray that has been occurring this past few weeks.
As someone who has always advocated for religious freedom, believing it defines what it means to be an American, I find myself at a loss of words. While Trump recently revised his earlier executive order, banning immigrants from six, not 7, majority Muslim Countries, I still find myself questioning what it means to be an American.