With the news of low turnout
in Iowa caucuses earlier this week driven by fear of making the wrong choice,
my heart has finally cracked open for the undecided. I realize now that I have been so sure and
fixated on my (not to be named here) choice for the Democratic nomination for
president that I have missed something.
For those of you who share my choice, don’t worry, I haven’t changed my
mind. It’s just that I realize that I’ve
been callous and self- righteous and I haven’t appreciated how terrified others
are in this election.
I, like they, can be forgiven
(we all are, always). This is new for
many of us. Few of us have experienced a
presidential election where the fear of four more years of the incumbent is so
strong that nothing else matters. Few of us have faced a situation where even
those of us who always vote in primaries (historically an even smaller
percentage of the general election electorate), those of who usually feel
comfortable choosing, cannot choose.
When I am paralyzed by indecision,
the rationale choice is to do nothing.
It makes sense not to participate, not to show up. Not because it doesn’t matter, but because it
matters so much. What if I vote for someone in the primary
that seems to align with my views and then they lose in the general because
they’re too something? What then?
How can I live with that?
And when I’m paralyzed by
indecision, it also makes sense to avoid and even feel irritated by those who
are decisive, who seem to know exactly what they want. How the hell can they know that when I
don’t? Certainty, they tell me, can seem
really obnoxious.
So let’s see if we can bring
something other than the polarity of uncertainty and certainty into this
equation.
There is only one power in
the universe and that is the power of love.
That love connects and makes up all things. That love is bigger than anything I can ever
imagine. It contains within it
everything that has ever been and anything that could be. That love has no
limits and it is not bound by precedent.
That love has formed itself
into me, and every single voter who has made up their mind and every single
voter who hasn’t made up their mind and every single person who never votes and
thinks elections have nothing to do with reality.
And so I speak my word from
love, with love, for love for every single heart participating in this 2020
primary election.
I know that I am an infinite
being who is safe in divine love. I know
that no judgment can hurt me.
Like a vacuum cleaner of
judgment, I pull all judgment from undecided voters toward me to flow through
me and back into the river of love from whence it came.
Like a vacuum cleaner of judgment,
I pull all judgment from super decided voters towards me to flow through me and
back into the river of love from whence it came.
What else is possible? How does it get better than this? What energy, space and consciousness can I
and every voter be to release this polarity?
Am I willing to release all the thoughts, beliefs, opinions and
conclusions that brought me to this point?
Am I willing to destroy and un-create anything that made me think that
over here there are candidates who excite me and energize me and then over
there are the candidates that can win and those cannot be the same candidate or
the same person?
I am so grateful that love is
on the job 24/7. I am so grateful that
love is running this election, love is staffing polling places and campaigns,
love is voting, love is counting the votes, love is reporting and commenting on
the results. I am grateful that love is
posting on social media. I am grateful
that love is in my neighborhoods, my household, my place of worship and my place
of employment. I am so grateful that
love knows all. Love can see the
future. Love knows no time. Love is waking me up and giving me clear
direction, whatever that is.
Because I feel and know the
love that is on the job. I can relax
into the arms of love and take the next indicated loving action.
I let go and I let love. And so it is.
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