Peace shows up as a symbol of millions coming together as one.
In the 60s as a little kid, I drew peace symbols on everything.
Made the peace symbol with two fingers in greetings to others.
I felt the movement deep inside me and it continues.
It looks like and feels like a powerful wave
of exponential goodness
interlaced with sadness.
From that moment in my life,
I understood the greatness of non-violent protests.
It was a time of pain that we endured and experience now.
I wonder if benevolent beings and angels
are standing with us as we reach out to one another for comfort
lighting candles, wearing sweatshirts even on warm days,
focusing on acts of loving kindness.
It is happening all around us but mostly within us
as we feel what needs to be felt.
What needs to be done.
What needs to be heard.
What needs to be seen.
Peace shows up as a profound silence louder than an explosion.