Unpublished Work © 2011 Cristina Carlino
do you remember the fable of henny penny? the poor, dear chicken had something drop on her head, panicked and jumped to the conclusion that the sky was falling. her fear quickly turned to frenzy as she scrambled to deliver the bad news to every chicken she could find on her route to warn the king. then, just at the moment she was about to reach the castle, something dropped on henny’s head yet again that she discovered was in fact, not the sky, but rather a small nut falling from the tree. once upon a time, as a child, i heard that tale and giggled. now, i have empathy for my little chicken friend. i get it. when i’m in fear, i contract. when i feel truth, my creativity expands.
these are undoubtedly unnerving times. it seems the whole world is in the midst of some kind of creative reconstruction. i don’t pretend to know the answers. but i do know i’m not alone with the numbers who have stopped watching or listening to so much news. bad news travels fast and we have more channels of delivery for it. bad news and gossip is big business. fear sells. this is not news. and it doesn’t have to be my reality today. there is a proverb that goes like this: “that the birds of worry fly above my head, i cannot change. that they build nests in my hair, i can prevent.”
this blog is not about the economy, oil spills, war, tornadoes or bed bugs. for me this about practicing faith – literally in action and not only in words. practicing optimism without being blind to reality. i am deeply concerned. and the reality is that wonderful changes are also happening every day. even if they are harder to find on the internet. you have only to look into the eyes of a small child to be humbled into recalling that the universe may well be far more creative than we are. what do they see when they look in our eyes? children will pick up our fear. just as we have from our parents and built a culture out of it. perhaps we are, as a nation, becoming adults. growing up. perhaps we are being given the dignity to see the consequences of some of our actions. and the opportunity to make new choices.
i can only begin with me. here i am in this moment. to be still. if only for a minute before i react. i am alive. today the stock market is falling and the sky isn’t. i will expect a miracle. it takes less energy but more courage than expecting disaster. will you join me?