Our love for the world is boundless. Our love for each other can often be conditional until we settle deeper into our own humanity and let our heart fall open. In this vulnerable, honest, compassionately alive way of living we can meet each other, touch each other and celebrate each other in ways beyond what we can possibly know.
I experienced a moment like this not too long ago. I was stopped at a busy intersection waiting for the light to turn green. My eyes were focused on watching steam rise from the asphalt on this triple-digit day when an elderly man carefully pushed his grocery basket into the crosswalk. I knew this particular pedestrian walk cycle was not long enough for anyone who wasn’t sprinting to make it across before the signal changed. This guy’s measured barefoot steps were not going to be rushed.