I spoke too fast in my last blog when I expressed hopes of Spring arriving here in March. I guess instead of going out like a lamb, March has invited Winter to hang around a little longer. Consider it a reminder that in life, things will happen in their own way and time, regardless of how we try to rush the process. Even the crocuses who are trying to show their little heads will, like the rest of us, have to go with the rhythm of when Spring 2011 actually does intend to get here.
I like many of you have been sending out positive thoughts and prayers to Japan for that country’s very painful process of rebuilding. In a way, the tragedy there reminds me of living in NYC in September 2001 and going through 9/11-seeing my beautiful city attacked, resulting in all that loss of life, pain, and suffering. Totally surreal. Like so many New Yorkers, I know first hand the kind of impact a shocking event like that can create, and that prayers are so important-for those giving and receiving.
Masaru Emoto’s messages of prayer could be just what is needed in his country now. As many of you know, and as Wikipedia explains, Masaru Emoto is a Japanese author known for his view that if human speech or thoughts are directed at water droplets before they are frozen, images of the resulting water crystals will be “beautiful” or “ugly” depending upon whether the words or thoughts were positive or negative. Emoto says that this effect can be achieved through prayer, music, or by attaching written words to a container of water. A wonderful metaphor and evidence on the value of staying positive. And of course, the Japanese will find comfort in their Buddhist traditions during this great time of spiritual as well as physical need. Please keep the people of Japan in your thoughts and prayers in the weeks and months ahead.
Meanwhile, on the other side of the world, I had the privilege and honor of speaking in Mexico at the pyramids at Teotihuacan on the March 20 Vernal Equinox. I had heard that this event was of importance in Mexico, but did not realize that it was such an intensely celebrated holiday. I was honored and humbled by how the people there embraced me during my stay, and constantly reminded that “El amor nunca muere,” or “Love never dies.”
So as we wait for that voice of Spring to be heard, remember that no matter what is going on in the world, we can always send out our thoughts of Love. Never doubt that those precious thoughts can and will-like air-travel around the world.
