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What do we do when the world breaks?

When the World Breaks,

And you find that you have been robbed in spirit

When you look to that place within where you would hope

   to find hope

And joy and power and peace

And instead find a poverty

May you know that you are in the terrain of heaven

Because the soul is not a closed system

We are conduits of God

And the open-​heartedness

that allowed you to be robbed as

   you suffered

is the very disposition that will allow you to be filled with

   the Divine.

When the world breaks,

And you suffer great loss

Whether it’s the loss of hope

or the loss of a dream

or the loss of a beautiful arrangement

or the actual loss of someone you loved

May you mourn bravely

And in naming the void where the gift once stood

May you discover the eyes of your soul dilated

Your inner being flooded with light

For nothing good can ever be lost in God

And the glory we yearn for is still with us

When the world breaks,

And you find your strength bridled

Either by circumstance or systems

When you find yourself unable to take for yourself the

things you need

May you trust than an open hand is all that’s needed to

receive

For you will inherit everything

As nothing Real was ever the possession of those who have

bridled you in the first place

When the world breaks,

And you find yourself aching for things to be made right

Either within you or around you

Whether the fractures have happened in your life or have

come against your life

May you trust the sacred pangs of hunger

May you know how holy your parched palate is

And rather than allowing your thirst to be slaked by false

promises and faux justice

May your ache become a compass that leads you to a feast

of peace

If you have been wronged and are finally given the rightful power of the victim to exact revenge

May you remember that you were forged from the same

moral fabric as the one who violated you

And without creating a false equivalence between victims

and those who have perpetrated their suffering,

May we remember our own need for mercy

If you find your heart darkened by cynicism,

May you see past the illusion that corruption is the final

word

May your own shadows be the proving ground for a more

perceptive vision

And may the eyes of your heart be enlightened,

Giving you an uncommon capacity to see God,

to see light,

in even the darkest corners of our world

If you find yourself called out into the borderlands

Into the no‑man’s‑land beyond your own faction

Forsaking group belonging,

And if in those borderlands you find yourself desperately

alone

Feared by your enemies and called a traitor by your own,

May you discover that you have become a child of God,

claimed by the divine

May you discover a cosmic and irrevocable sense of

belonging

as you walk the lonely path of peace

If you find yourself persecuted,

Made a target by the powers of disorder that are breaking

the world

May you know that you have become a threat to the

disorder

You have become a conduit of the divine

You have become an agent of love

So when the world breaks and it tries to break us

May we trust that we, too, will be raised up.

Peace to you, friend.