It’s Saturday night, 1 AM and I can’t sleep.
(Trigger warning) The story of this woman keeps playing in my mind.
Coming so soon on the heels of the massacre in Newtown; I’m wracked with grief.
My heart is cracked wide open. As it should be. I hope the day will never come where I am not touched by these stories.
My heart is filled with grief and a renewed sense of purpose. Stories like these are why I do the work that I do.
There is so much more to be done in the world, so much to be done outside of this site and blog, but here is a first step:
Join the movement. Become a sacred activist by opening your heart and feeling compassion for yourself and for others. Become one less voice of violence in this world. (Click here to tweet this).
Sacred activism in action looks different for each of us.
For some it means taking part in protests in the streets. For some it means limiting your exposure to news like this so you can keep your heart tender for those closest to you who can benefit from your love and care.
Whatever sacred activism looks like for you, know that each step you take toward tenderness, compassion and authentic connection matters.