The worry cow
Would have lasted till now,
If she hadn't lost her breath.
But she thought her hay
Wouldn't last all day,
So she mooed herself to death.
It's that knot of unease we've felt in the pit of our stomachs since our world started closing down, with many noting 'worry' as more contagious than the COVID virus we're all fighting.
Worry there will not be:
enough wisdom to sustain us, sustain others, and sustain our planet.
We often justify worry under the banner of being 'realistic', yet we worry about the unfamiliar, the unknown and the unseen.
Worry does not equate with caution.
Worry's heart resides in the future, in something that may happen, and hasn't happened yet.
Caution occurs in the immediate.
Caution cultivates wisdom to proceed, anticipating the friction of moving in the moment.
During this uncertain time many of us are preoccupied with tomorrow, over which we have no control or say. But today, with troubles of its own, needs the vitality of our open hearts and clear heads to be present.
For worry impedes the simple trust that the sun will come up, and we will have another day to be sustained - even in hardship.
Civil rights icon Howard Thurman calls worry "faith in reverse."
For when we worry, we lose faith in the unfolding mystery of life, and overlook the innumerable graces that enrich, renew and restore hope to each of our days.
And if our bovine friend had faith in her hay lasting all day, instead of mooing herself to death, she'd moo herself to life.