This morning I participated in a fun little meditation exercise. At least, I think I did, or maybe I dreamed that I did. Either way, I expanded until I was taller than the tallest tree on my street and walked my neighborhood. Nothing to see here, folks, just a Big Friendly Chicken out for a stroll, taking in the sights. It was an interesting perspective and I highly recommend you all try it. Unfortunately, it’s hard to maintain giant status for more than five minutes, so I was quickly back down to size, but maybe, with a little practice, I’ll get better.
Speaking of neighborhoods, last night, as I walked mine, in regular chicken size, I noticed all the naked little Christmas trees left out on sidewalks for garbage pick-up. Usually, mine would be there, too, because usually, by New Year’s Day, I can’t wait to get the decorations off the tree, pack up the lights, and drag it outside, dead needles falling everywhere, to the curb. Then I clean the floors, sweep the house for any forgotten decorations, and move jubilantly into the new year.
This year, as usual, we took off the ornaments and packed up all the decorations but the tree and lights are still standing. I couldn’t bring myself to finish the job. I’m not sure why. I think it might be a reluctance to move forward in this year in the current political environment. I’ve never felt insecure about our government before. I’ve never felt reluctant to move forward.
What is coming unnerves me. I think of all the people I know who rely on certain government programs, of the immigrants I share our diverse state with, of the equality and freedom to express myself that I’ve taken for granted my entire life, of the public school system, and of national security. The responsibility for all of this is being handed over to a wealthy old buffoon with a mean streak and, if by some lucky chance, we wrestle control from him, the second in line is a homophobic Christian fundamentalist. There’s no way around it…the next four (or more) years will involve change. In my opinion, it’s unlikely to be change for the better.
We may all need to consciously expand-to be a little bigger, a little louder, a little braver, a little more stalwart or, at times, a little more resistant. Happy new year.