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A brief prayer on the eve of the US election day, to remind us what is real.
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Remember, this too will pass. Like all things,
Like always.
We’ve fashioned something much bigger of this:
Holding up a funhouse mirror to our system of government,
to our civic leaders,
to our policy platforms.
We’ve inverted the small and the big.
Now they loom so large in that distorted mirror;
grander than they are,
more significant than they are,
intimidating in impending import.
At the same time, we’ve imagined ourselves lesser than we are:
Holding up the opposite funhouse mirror to ourselves,
We seem so small,
insignificant,
miniscule.
Remember, this is not reality.
But it is so strenuous a task to recapture the true narrative.
Remind us how paramount and consequential we are:
You became like us so that we may become like you.
You: weak, outcast, powerless, authentically human.
Remind us that to be weak is to be strong.
Remind us that to be outcast is to be honored.
Remind us that to be powerless is to be at peace.
Remind us that to be authentically human is to be divine.
Remember, this is love: to not control and still not fear.
Let us break our mirrors and see ourselves as we are.