To Everything There Is A Season

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To every thing there is a season, and a time for every purpose under the sun:

A time to be born, and a time to die;
A time to plant, and a time to reap that which is planted;
A time to break down, a time to build up;
A time to weep, and a time to laugh;
A time to mourn, and a time to dance;
A time to cast away stones, and a time to gather stones together;
A time to embrace, and a time to refrain from embracing;
A time to gain, and a time to lose;
A time to keep, and a time to cast away…

(From the book of Ecclesiastes)

The youngest of our four children, Hannah, is a high school senior who will graduate this week with the Penns Valley Class of 2020.  Kinda makes you stop and think…

Last night’s virtual Baccalaureate service featured this Bible verse. How fitting.  For her and her classmates who have faced many challenges this year – including the coronavirus quarantine.

It’s also fitting for all of us struggling to find new meaning and greater peace during these extremely stressful times.

– A worldwide pandemic killing hundreds of thousands of people with no clear end in sight.

– Economies collapsing, millions of jobs lost, food shortages and lines growing.

– People being horrifically killed in our country by police officers sworn to protect us – for doing nothing more than walking or sleeping or gasping for breath while Black (see DWB).

– Financial and digital and racial divides widening.  Rage rising.  The age of reason falling away.

– Icebergs melting, forests burning, storms intensifying, the earth crying out in anguish from years of careless human harm.

Never have we needed a time for attending mindfully to our lives more. What is going on here, now?

How will we choose to be with it all?  How will we choose to respond skillfully and wholesomely, rather than reacting anxiously or angrily? How will we choose love over hate?  Sanity over insanity?

I’ve decided that this season – the summer of 2020 (when I turn 60) – is a time for me to reflect.  It’s a time for me to nourish my own soul.  It’s a time to humbly, prayerfully seek greater wisdom and compassion.

It’s a time for me to plant and water the seeds of love in my heart, so that I might better serve the children who will so desperately need our collective wisdom and guidance in the times ahead.

So, bear with me while I slow down on the output this summer for some well-needed input time, instead.

Simply put, you’ll hear from me monthly over the summer, instead of weekly.  We’ll celebrate Mindful Mondays together once a month until Fall, when we’ll resume weekly.

Look for future articles and guided meditations on June 15th, July 13th, and August 17th.

And meanwhile, may you find some time to nourish your heart and soul this summer too!

Warm Wishes,
– Dr. Peter