Whether we admit it to ourselves or not, this is a painful time for us. As family members and friends suffer and make their transitions, it’s difficult to face the pain of not being able to be present in person and participate in the rituals that sustain us daily.

“Where does it hurt?”, we can ask those dear to us, those near us, or those in our entire planet. Perhaps we can take a moment to feel each other’s pain and allow it to be felt, to mourn it, and process it with whatever it takes for us.

The best remedy that I have ever used for pain is love. Love with patience, love with acceptance, love with humility, love with truth, love with capacity, love with a God more encompassing than race or shape or status or form. When I love, the pain begins to subside. Eventually it goes away, and there at its center is something beautiful, something unexpected.

Truth is always buried beneath the soul of our suffering. Truth is always the miracle that we seek. Truth is the prayer spoken in silence and the need satisfied before we even ask. Truth knows that we can come to the altar and ask for nothing because in love, we have everything we need.

Here is some love for your pain and suffering. Here is a moment for you to sit and tend your wounds. Here is a bandage of hope stirred with the power of the absolute good that Spirit breathes into as us.

Every morning, I pray for you.

I enfold your heart
in the infinite blessings of love
expressed through me.

I know for you,
in case you don’t know
for yourself,

that we will emerge better and stronger and more loving for ourselves, our families, our friends, our networks, our jobs, our governments, our communities, our countries, our world, and all of its surrounding billions of planets.

Here is a breath
that we can
breathe together,
always
knowing
that on the other side
of pain
is love.

The pure power
of love.