I’m in Bali leading a writing retreat right now, so it’s been strange to navigate this polarizing election from another country, where I am surrounded by not only native Indonesians but by ex-pats from all over the world. Given that we are supposedly the most powerful country on the planet, this election is not just about the United States. It touches everyone, and the shock waves of this divisive election are rippling all the way over here to Bali.
Last night, as I was processing my emotions about the election, I was emailing with my friend and love revolution ally Charles Eisenstein. Charles wrote back with an email that I found so hopeful. “Things are going to speed up . . . time for a major love offensive!”I felt my whole body relax. YES! Things are going to speed up! Time for a major love offensive!
I felt my whole body relax. YES! Things are going to speed up! Time for a major love offensive!
After the most polarizing election of my lifetime, we are being called to unity. Now is the time for us to come together—one country, one planet, one heart, One. That Donald Trump was elected President of the most powerful country on the planet sends shock waves rippling across the globe. Yet this is not a time for blaming or division. We are all responsible for this outcome. The collective has spoken with its vote and the message to the world is that as individuals and as a collective, we have gone too long without paying attention to the pain in the hearts of so many—the inequality, the injustice, the untended rage—it is presencing itself with a mighty roar that is saying with its vote, “HELL NO.”
This is not a time to separate into “us” and “them.” We are all equal cells in the human body. We are all motes of consciousness joining together as drops into an ocean on this Planet Earth. If any one cell on this planet is sick, we must heal it.
I see this election result as a desperate collective plea for truth and reconciliation. Rather than dividing and hating on one another, we must humble ourselves before each other and ask, “Tell me what hurts.” We must generously listen, heart to heart, soul to soul. We must be willing to apologize and make amends. We must create a world where both sides can be heard and creative solutions can be intuited, from the heart.
This doesn’t mean we should employ some spiritual bypass, skipping the painful emotions elicited by this election. I spent last night walking with my feet in the sea in Canggu while tears poured from my eyes. It hurts to think that we may be entering an era of backwards movement around civil rights for women, minorities, and the LGBT community. It hurts to think about the plight of the indigenous people in my country. It hurts to feel into my immigrant brothers and sisters who share my country or who yearn to share it because they are fleeing terror. As I walked in the sea, I felt grief and terror and rage and panic. Lying on the sand, I let my emotions wash through me as the ocean washed over me, allowing my body to move, giving myself permission to release the charge I felt. After that purification process, I felt my heart open. I still feel very tender, but I feel more at peace. We cannot skip this process of acknowledging and releasing our feelings.
So feel what you feel, but don’t let your feelings separate you from your fellow global citizens. Don’t let anger cause you to lash out and hate. Don’t let grief cause you to withdraw into despair or hopelessness. Don’t give up on love, dear ones.
It’s so easy to get righteous in times like this, to claim that we know better than someone else or that someone else is more ignorant, but righteousness is just another tool of separation. Let us instead be curious about one another. Let’s ask each other, “What hurts?” and be genuinely curious.
All over the world, people are hurting, and this pain is causing people to flock into the story of separation. Hurting people are fleeing into gangs, terrorist organizations, and other polarizing “us” versus “them” tribes. We so deeply yearn to belong that we will do ANYTHING to feel safe, comforted, and accepted in community. Can we blame them? When you feel helpless, disempowered, and ignored, isn’t it natural to crave belonging? As I said in my latest TEDx talk about loneliness as a public health issue, our yearning to belong is not only creating health crises, it is a global crisis that affects all people and all of Gaia.
It is understandable that this hurts for many of us, but instead of acting out and dividing from our broken hearts, let us break our hearts open, beloveds. If we participate in the story of separation, we only make it worse.
Now is the time for a major love offensive, and it starts with you. We need to come together now. This is when the revolution of love ramps up tenfold and those who are here on this planet to serve love need to step into their callings without hesitation or reservation. You are being called, and it’s time to say YES. The time of polarity, the time for the story of separation, ends now. We must come together, to be allies, to serve peace.
We don’t know how to do this. We have just been thrust globally into what Charles Eisenstein calls “the space between stories. In his book A More Beautiful World Our Hearts Know Is Possible, he writes:
The old world falls apart, but the new has not emerged. Everything that once seemed permanent and real is revealed as a kind of hallucination. You don’t know what to think, what to do; you don’t know what anything means anymore. The life trajectory you had plotted out seems absurd, and you can’t imagine another one. Everything is uncertain. Your time frame shrinks from years to this month, this week, today, maybe even to the present moment. Without the mirages of order that once seemed to protect you and filter reality, you feel naked and vulnerable, but also a kind of freedom. Possibilities that didn’t even exist in the old story lie before you, even if you have no idea how to get there. The challenge in our culture is to allow yourself to be in that space, to trust that the next story will emerge when the time in between has ended, and that you will recognize it. Our culture wants us to move on, to do. The old story we leave behind, which is usually part of the consensus Story of the People, releases us with great reluctance. So please, if you are in the sacred space between stories, allow yourself to be there. It is frightening to lose the old structures of security, but you will find that even as you might lose things that were unthinkable to lose, you will be OK. There is a kind of grace that protects us in the space between stories. It is not that you won’t lose your marriage, your money, your job, or your health. In fact, it is very likely that you will lose one of these things. It is that you will discover that even having lost that, you are still OK. You will find yourself in closer contact to something much more precious, something that fires cannot burn and thieves cannot steal, something that no one can take and cannot be lost. We might lose sight of it sometimes, but it is always there waiting for us. This is the resting place we return to when the old story falls apart. Clear of its fog, we can now receive a true vision of the next world, the next story, the next phase of life. From the marriage of this vision and this emptiness, a great power is born.
Yes. We are in the space between stories, so let us be here TOGETHER, with love. Rather than rushing to DO something, let us sit with the discomfort we feel when we don’t know what to do. Let us hold each other lovingly through the discomfort. We don’t know how to launch this major love offensive, so let us humble ourselves in the face of our not-knowing and pray for help. Let us surrender our fear, grief, anger, and resistance to Divine Will and pray that whatever is in the highest good shall come into being with ease and grace. Let us surrender our desire for unity and admit that we don’t know how to get there. Let us be humble in the face of the mystery of Divine Will. We cannot ever know for sure what this is, so we can only open our hearts and ask “What would love do?”—one present moment at a time. We can trust that we will be shown and that the movement of love will guide us, one heartbeat at a time.
Let us never lose hope. Let us breathe in the words of Vaclav as we enter a new world today.
Either we have hope within us or we don’t. It is a dimension of the soul and is not essentially dependent on some particular observation of the world. It is an orientation of the spirit, an orientation of the heart. It transcends the world that is immediately experienced and is anchored somewhere beyond its horizons. Hope in this deep and powerful sense is not the same as joy that things are going well or a willingness to invest in enterprises that are obviously headed for early success, but rather an ability to work for something because it is good, not just because it stands a chance to succeed. Hope is definitely not the same thing as optimism. It is not the conviction that something will turn out well, but the certainty that something makes sense regardless of how it turns out. It is hope, above all, which gives the strength to live and continually try new things. –Vaclav
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