a writer’s prayer

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A prayer for my now:
Help me to greet the world as I truly am—
whole–enough–flawed–wild–open
And not how I wish the world to receive me—
separate–good–perfect–tame–limited.

Truth. Is. Being. Real. Connected. A speck in all.

❤ becky j suzik

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the f’ing hard work of being human

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After today’s old-story news, I’m up late, thinking and writing and thought I’d share a little. Thank you for gifting your gaze and presence here. I hope you feel my insomniac-acal love:

How we live and how we treat one another–especially those we disagree with or cannot relate to–is “the work” we must do and work HARD at to create the new world we believe in. It is fu*#ing HARD work, like this fern that embedded in the human-made stone step, finding/making a way to live/thrive within the system he sprouted upon… a Rock system seemingly designed to deter Fern.

Fern is not denying the rock: Fern is nestled and sustained by the rock that for a spell of time did not offer support or cracks for Fern to grow. But look at Fern now. Look at Rock. Hmmm.

There are so many cracks around us to thrive–so many opportunities for us to serve and love people who are suffering and hurting and fearful.

Some nights I cannot sleep because of my awareness of collective human pain and fear, and my heart wanting to love upon people and contribute somehow to healing.

Like tonight.

But for now, I say good night. I pray for our entire earth and our residents, our species, this country that I live in and love so specially. And tomorrow I will love on someone and find a way to reduce someone’s suffering–if only for a fleeting moment–because that is the only thing I can somewhat control–MY presence and MY actions.

nightynight dear one xo
bjs

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seattle mindpebble #1

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dear ones,

I was blessed to travel to Seattle last week for my new work with Guardian ad Litem, an important program across NC and the entire country training volunteers to be advocates for children in foster care.

Like pebbles, my mind keeps tumbling and rubbing thoughts and memories around the whole trip, which truly was incredible. Thought it might be fun to share a few of my polished stones with you.

I saw a man walking with a giant sign that read “I am Muslim, ask me anything.”

Despite my love of photographing everything that moves me, the man’s presence, conviction and intention for deeper connection with strangers consumed me. I didn’t lift my camera. As he walked by me, I thanked him.

❤ becky

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