As the seasons change from Winter to Spring, earth is full of beautiful reminders of a movement from darkness to light and of new pathways for being in this world.

After a year of responding, serving and walking through the challenges of Covid-19, the vaccine offers a renewed sense of hope! 

What if, after this virus is gone, we learned it had changed our DNA in such a way that it forever altered our ability to consider each other?

Consider each other no longer just as strangers, but in a new way, as in closer to our hearts?

I wash my hands for you.

Every time I wash my hands, I think of you, the other, as myself and I smile.  

My freedom is in your hands and yours is in mine. 

Every bit of care I bring to this gesture, I dedicate to the mystery of you, the other, who invites me to connect with you.

I reach out to hold you and rejoice in how the water blesses both of us in this practice.

I can no longer disregard you.

I can no longer wash my hands of you, and your fate. I wash my hands for your fate;

My freedom is in your hands, exactly where it belongs.  By Jacques Verduin

Shared by Liz Sorensen Wessel
Watercolor by Liz