Friday 16 October 2020

Build the Wall?

I remember walking through a neighbourhood in Quito, Ecuador years ago, and noticed each yard was surrounded by cement walls, and each wall had sparkling lines of broken glass shards carefully cemented across the top. They seemed like effective home-made security systems, and were clearly designed to protect against others. 

Trump recently suggested he will protect "suburban housewives" from outsiders, low income housing -- "other" people. It's an ideology rooted in the build-a-wall approach to surviving our neighbours. Gate the community. And I wonder where the wall stops? Are corridors built to protect suburban housewives when they leave their neighbourhoods? Do we have armed guards in Costco? Who's being protected and from whom?

Is that the kind of community and neighbourhoods we want to create? Is it really sustainable? To bubble ourselves from the people around us? And yet, maybe there is a place for a wall. I am appreciating our closed border during these times. Maybe there is a place for broken glass shards after all. Trump could flip the focus to the North, blame Canada and build a wall here to protect Canadians from the chaotic, partisan, contradictory and dangerous American federal response to the global pandemic. 




Wednesday 7 October 2020

Fires Worth Spreading


Fire sparks other fires without losing itself in the event. Fire is not limited. It sparks more of itself, and yet retains its own energy and light.

Some of our spiritual fires are burning so low -- are so cluttered and watered down -- that it can take a profound interruption to re-light. How do we rekindle our own fire, our spirit -- that energy within, that propels us forward in our life?

I imagine we each rekindle in different ways, sparked by what lights us up, what feeds us spiritually. So then our job becomes to discover what those experiences are, and to cultivate them. To create opportunities to feed our own fires, so that we radiate out and light the spark for others.

To clear the spiritual junk, gather our own kindling and dry wood for our life -- and to keep it burning with plenty of oxygen. Sounds like the kind of fire worth spreading.