Outrage is love rising
Three days post-election, at the cafe, I find myself in conversation with a 26-year-old millennial, who is named after a princess whose voice was stolen. She tells me this election has frightened her but she is using her fear to create change. She tells me that until now, it was just a vague idea that she might ‘someday’ work in social justice but now, she is signed up and ready.
She tells me that a group of her friends, who have a band, just donated all of their profits to Planned Parenthood.
I have been telling my students and clients (and my own hurting heart) that we must watch and wait. Last night, I assigned my advanced circle this homework: Go find the sacred world. It’s still here – and it’s rising.
Ring the bells that still can ring. Forget your perfect offering. There is a crack in everything. That’s how the light gets in.
Last night, the author of these words, Leonard Cohen, lifted from the earth. This morning, as I arrive at my writing cafe, the wind is up but the air is warm enough still to sit outside. Wrapped in my blanket, I watch as three-year-old Drew rides the wind like a human kite.
Watch for love rising. Look between the cracks of the world. It’s everywhere.
Outrage is in the streets today – tomorrow those protesters will ground their emotions into action. They love this country. They love the world. And because they fear for its welfare, love is rising in their hearts. This is a powerful love – the fuel of the Sacred Activist. Like Ariel, they will translate that rising to devotion – to fierce and grounded love. Through them, the alchemy of outrage will reclaim the world for love.
This election is a vortex. A moment in time we will never forget. It will change the world. It has already changed the world. The world now has Ariel, clearly focused. The world now has that band of young men, supporting the rights of the young women they love. The world now has me – and you – resolved and focused and ready.
Outrage is a powerful force. Outrage is love rising.
There is always darkness. Always light. Wrapped in this truth, I sit talking with Ariel, in the rising clarity of who she is and what she stands for, as Drew sails around us, calling “Hello! Hello!”
It is here, now, witnessing this – in the simple beauty of being alive – that the sacred world finds me.
The same day that I wrote this, my friend Julie Daley of ‘Unabashedly Female’, wrote this: A New Love.