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My personal email signature is this potent Gandhi quote:
“A coward is incapable of exhibiting love; it is the prerogative of the brave.”
He is a mentor, teacher and wayshower to many peacemakers, and I am a better being because of his legacy.
The excerpt below comes from a column I wrote for Mindful Metropolis. I dedicate it to Gandhi’s mountain-moving memory:
We are not mass-produced like an IKEA lamp
or a pair of Lululemon yoga pants.
We are designed so uniquely as to be
like no other. Yet so similarly as to all spring
from the same womb-lineage.
We are breathing paradoxes that way.
Full of complexity, contrast, contempt
and compassion. Let all that do its thing,
like wine in a vat. Aging, bubbling,
fermenting into something intoxicating.
Full of flavor. Broken open because we
didn’t take our precious self so seriously.
Sure, we’re different.
Like a cloud is different from the Sun.
But do you see them quibbling,
judging, suspecting, attacking?
They just share the sky,
and get along rather nicely.
Birds, too. And rainbows, and stars
and the Moon. There’s quite a lot
of diversity overhead, now that I think about it.
Peacefully co-existing all this time.
Whoever you love, whoever you worship;
However you vote, however you get around;
Whatever you eat, whatever you earn, whatever you believe;
Wherever you came from, wherever you lay your head;
Whenever you found yourself, whenever you lost your way;
I esteem you as high as the peace-filled sky,
because in the Grandest Scheme,
there really is no difference.
And in the Lesser Scheme,
the distinction is Divine.