So much of our news is immediate and for some reason the bad news travels even faster. We hear about illnesses, hospitalizations, accidents, and deaths within minutes or hours by means of cell phones, texts, or the internet. The degree of separation from the people involved may temper our immediate reaction, but deep down there is a need to help in any way possible.
Often, the only thing I can think of to do is pray. Perhaps it is because it is requested and I know there are ones who need all of the love and support they can get channeled their way to help deal with the overwhelming-ness of it all. Without going into a philosophical review of my religious disillusions (don't even get me started on organized religion), I still believe in prayer. I believe that there is an ultimate divinity, a supreme, unconditional love that courses through this thing called life. I believe there is an energy consisting of pure goodness and light and that we have the opportunity to experience it if we don't let negativity cloud our awareness.
And so I try to quiet my mind and concentrate on goodness, healing, comfort--- any kind of positive energy I can harness. I try to project this positive energy toward where it is needed. Some may not think of this as praying, but it is what feels right to me. I may not always mention God, but a divine source is always behind my intentions. I pray. Namaste. 5/17/12
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