Wise counsel for times like these

Tricia Robinson Art

I did a quick share of this on Facebook this morning, but seeing as how it remained in my mind and on my heart throughout the day, I realized I had more to say about it.

First of all, I’ve been loving the poems of John Roedel since I discovered him during the pandemic. His words have touched me deeply over the years, and today’s poem was no different.

I’ve been reflecting on how this poem has a very “both/and” perspective — something that is so lacking in the world right now. The ability to acknowledge how things are, but at the same time, refusing to let the craziness overwhelm us or cast us down into despair. It’s definitely a delicate balancing act.

Anyway, the more I think about it, the more it seems to me that — in times like these — being kind and gentle, and going easy on ourselves and others, is a powerful and radical act.

Enjoy the poem.


there’s no handbook
for any of this

there are no hard and
fast rules for times
like these

~ you’re doing the best you can

holding things together
while the world falls apart

in this age of fear and fret
you don’t need to be perfect;
you just need to be gentle

~ with yourself and everyone else

because that’s all you
can really control, isn’t it?

yes, things might unravel a
bit more before this is
all done

~you might come undone as well

and it’s okay if
you do

because

while the world
is resetting
it’s router

we can take turns
deciding who gets
to cry on the couch

we can take turns becoming
a balm for one another

we can take turns yelling
up into the silent sky

we can take turns
having insomnia

we can take turns being
confessionals for one another

we can take turns brushing
the tears off of each other’s face

we can take turns inviting
the butterflies to swarm us

my love,

don’t worry about getting
all of this right

you won’t

don’t worry about making
mistakes

you will

~ you’re doing the best you can

and
remember

there is only one great commandment for
enduring a year like this one

~ and that commandment is this:

go easy,
my love,
go easy

~ john roedel
(art by the wonderful Tricia Robinson Art)

For when the mountain seems too big

I do believe this is some of the wisest counsel I’ve ever read.

I especially resonate with…
A day is not a lifetime,
A rest is not defeat.

And…
The world will not stop turning
While you get realigned.

Where do we get the idea that we should never stop? That we must ALWAYS strive?

Why do we feel like the world will, in fact, stop turning if we have to re-arrange our ideas or our plans?

Don’t make yourself feel worse.

I intend to take this poem to heart and give myself quiet, kind retreats more often.