“Try to rid the world of weeds, and see how quickly you rid yourself of peace.” These words fluttered free when I was walking Riley home from school on Friday. My mind took it from there, with a number of things filling in for “weeds.”
Of course there are dandelions, and the like. There are unkind encounters with people, and there are, in fact, unkind people. I thought of the incomprehensible number of messes in my home and yard, created by little banana eating, piano playing toddler-guy, our elderly dog with questionable debris-eating habits, and the art-on-fire brains we all wear in this house.
Mostly though, I thought of how important it is to continue to honor the role of peace – in my own body and mind, the family I am a part of, and in the world – even in the midst of all the clutter, chaos, and destruction taking place everywhere I look. If I can honor peace, and hold onto a small bit of it, and others can do the same, then we can all keep holding hands, through the chaos, and across the distance, and good things will continue to grow along with the weeds.
