By Ben Brubaker
Dear friend, let us look at the stars.
Stop, look deeply.
Not to escape the suffering
Not to ignore the oppression
Not to forget our history
But to remember where we came from.
Dear friend,
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By Ben Brubaker
Dear friend, let us look at the stars.
Stop, look deeply.
Not to escape the suffering
Not to ignore the oppression
Not to forget our history
But to remember where we came from.
Dear friend, let us look at the stars.
Breathe, look deeply.
Because we are alive in this moment
Because our eyes grant us this miracle
Because our brothers and sisters in prisons around the world
Are denied this view
Because right now, no storms bear down
And threaten our safety.
Look deeply, the night sky is a mirror
Reflecting our true nature.
Dear friend, let us look at the stars.
Smile, look deeply.
Not to erase our differences
Not to numb the pain
Not to transcend the struggle
But to remember that we are light
Exploding across the galaxy
As free as the space between us,
Beloved souls, held together in perfect Oneness
By the gravity of Love.
Ben Brubaker, Be the Peace of the Heart, practices with the Mindfulness Community of Greater New Orleans.
