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Keeping Our Center ~ Day 92

My 24 year-old son, Sam, has had a rough week. He lives in the Phoenix area with his black and Hispanic roommates, and works for Target and Dick’s Sporting Goods while taking classes at the community college. This week he helped Dick’s board up the windows of the store because of the riots and looting, had the mall not far from his house completely trashed, watched the National Guard roll in with their Hummers and automatic weapons, and lost work hours at Target due to the curfews.

Last fall sometime he had taken one of his cars to a friend’s friend in Mexico to have the upholstery redone. He chose this week to go pick it up. Really, really long story short, after (finally) making it across the border, he picked up the car only to have it die in the middle of the road shortly thereafter. Thankfully, some kind soul pushed him out of the middle of the road, then another kind soul jumped his car, and Sam went to look for a battery store. The car died again not far from the store and two more kind souls, Nacho and his wife, pushed him out of the middle of the road again and spent an hour and a half with him helping him get a new battery and get back to the border. Getting back across the border was its own special kind of nightmare, but all Sam could say was, “Thank God for Nacho and his wife.”

I find myself wondering if Nacho and his wife, or a young black man, would have received the same kind of help in the U.S. As a mother it chokes me up with gratitude to think that someone helped my white, young, non-Spanish speaking son in the middle of the blistering 110 degree heat. This is when the beauty in our souls comes out. This is understanding our connectedness and treating others as we’d like to be treated. This is what the world needs more of.

It seems to me that the most sacred sound in the world comes from the heart and the soul, doesn’t require actual words, and is called compassion.

Love & Light!

Kaye