The Love And The Laughter

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That time
I thought I could not
go any closer to grief
without dying

I went closer,
and I did not die.
Surely God
had His hand in this,

as well as friends.
Still, I was bent,
and my laughter,
as the poet said,

was nowhere to be found.
Then said my friend Daniel
(brave even among lions),
“It’s not the weight you carry

but how you carry it-
books, bricks, grief-
it’s all in the way
you embrace it, balance it, carry it

when you cannot, and would not,
put it down.”
So I went practicing.
Have you noticed?

Have you heard
the laughter
that comes, now and again,
out of my startled mouth?

How I linger
to admire, admire, admire
the things of this world
that are kind, and maybe

also troubled-
roses in the wind,
the sea geese on the steep waves,
a love
to which there is no reply?

Mary Oliver


It is encoded into our DNA that humanity would awaken at this time of global crises.

We are presently in a worldwide crisis and a worldwide transformation of our planet and species from fear to love and it is progressing on schedule.

How can that be true given the insanity and instability so easily witnessed in so many places, in so many people, in so many situations. This dawning, this “remembering” of our own Divinity and that of all others can only be perceived and understood as each of us decides to be an active part of this transformation through our own individual efforts to express love, forgiveness and compassion.

As we do, an incredibly beautiful hidden matrix emerges and becomes observable in our lives, an eternal matrix that was hidden from us as we slept but vibrantly clear as we slept but vibrantly clear as we awaken… — Robert Roskind

Once we perceive the world is made out of playful love, what else is there? What else do we need to learn? How must we live, then? Are all questions answered?

Can we still live a life focussed on personal satisfaction? Do we still lament our losses and wounds? Will we still build our lives around our names and identities?

It’s common to live with no inkling of who we are or what our role is meant to be. Perhaps our poets are right to point out how our present challenge is mutating us in the direction of heartfelt vision. Our big brains haven’t brought us any closer to wisdom of the heart. The world cries out for kindness and compassion. Is this the time when humans will discover how indispensable love is?

We imagine ourselves living in a cruel universe where survival of the fittest is basic. That’s our projection. We don’t notice the mere fact that love, play and joy are foundational pillars of existence, not cruelty or self serving. How could we have missed that obvious fact? Why do we need avatars and gurus to tell us these things? Why do we keep twisting their words to fit our small souls?

We find ourselves trapped now by our smallness. The only way out is to grow hearts and souls, to become larger, more generous humans. Consequences for refusing are dire. Our big brains are busy searching for the combination to the exit door. If we find it, we have only postponed the challenge for a short time. The real crux of the matter is in the heart.

Facing the challenge to grow in kindness at long last will confer the nobility the human race was always capable of. We can no longer refuse our greatness unless we want to disappear forever from the face of this planet.

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I occasionally write fiction and also about creativity, loving, language learning and travel. I’m a longtime painter and reader.

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