How Do You Hold This Frightened World?
#SongsOfComfort
How can you hold this frightened world? My father had the strongest arms I've ever known. When I was little and afraid, he would wrap them around me and tell me to listen to his heartbeat. Yesterday would have been his 120th birthday. He met Andy before he died and called him "sweetheart." These troubled days we still feel held in his arms when we go for long walks into wide open places. We carry questions about pandemics, politics and protest like rocks in our pockets. We ask the tree branches to hold us. We hug their strong trunks and call on those who came before us, those ancestors who prayed that someday there would be one like us who would be safe, educated, loved. We remember we carry their wisdom as a living force that informs the present and influences the future. We send you this musing as a gift and an invitation: walk and wonder with those who came before how you too can hold this frightened world.