If we examine the nature of the power
we assert when we think we are right,
what do we see?
Is our power porous, interested in what we don’t know,
our minds open and curious?
Or are we rigid, fragile in our so-called certainty?
Is our power married with heart,
flexible, calm, kind?
Or is it a tight shell of fear,
reactive and feeling entitled to take or hurt,
our voice shrill and forceful?
What do we do with the social power we have access to
because of our privilege,
our race, our class, our gender,
our talents, our circumstance?
Do we share it, invite in and uplift with it?
Have we believed somewhere along the way
that any of us can truly win
while another loses?
Are we humble in our power?
not as some kind of special spiritual ego mask,
but because we have learned that everything we think we know
can dissolve in an instant?
Are we aware that we are fools who have stumbled around
in the dark for aeons,
until fortunate enough to be graced with moments of wisdom,
now growing tender buds of discernment,
carried on the backs of those who walked before?
Has our vision yet revealed to us
the consequences of our own unconsciousness,
all we once thought we knew?
If so then we have been humbled
in the awareness
that our power gives birth
to more of whatever state of consciousness
is driving it.
Unless we are rooted in love
when we express our power
then when we act we’ll likely be channeling harm,
and there really is no outside in this world,
it all comes home in the end.
Perhaps we feel that we are now using our power for good.
Maybe so. There are more than enough opportunities to stand up
in solidarity with the earth, her creatures and her people.
Let us always remember then that we live in a hall of mirrors,
that any ignorance we can recognize in another
has an existence inside each one of us
that needs to be acknowledged and integrated
if we are really interested in the healing of the whole.
Let’s not throw our righteousness around like bullies
because we haven’t yet learned how to be
responsible for our own pain,
and our own complicity in that which we seek to change.
There is a transparent power that is shared with every being under the sun,
a power unthreatened by appearances,
a power that animates this and every moment,
steady as a mountain, quiet in its confidence,
vast as space, limitless in its potential.
This true power belongs to none of us
and yet breathes life into us all.
Sharing is its nature.
It doesn't require our perfection or purity
for us to learn to serve in this alchemy
of awakened intelligence
for us to learn to cooperate with
the incoming tide of this evolutionary momentum.
What is required is that we open our eyes and ears,
turn for direction to the wild, clear and vital,
and stay close to the sincerity
of our deepest heart's yearning.