For ten years now, I've sent a spiritual email every Friday to a growing mailing list. I call the gratis publication Seeds. My Seeds were originally inspired by Emmet Fox, the great metaphysician. His books are compilations of his miniature essays. What I wanted to do was write a sort of reminder of the spiritual approach to life to get people through the weekend. Anyway, ten years is a long time, and I can't imagine stopping now.
If you want to be on the list, send me an email SeedsDrCorso@comcast.net, and I'll add you joyously to the list. Or, check out my personal blog, www.seedsforsanctuary.com and subscribe from there.
Anyway, all that to get to this:
A Seeds reader sent me the following sentence:
We can bomb the world to pieces, but we can't bomb it to peace.
I appreciate my reader's sentiment, but I'm not sure I agree with her.
I looked up the word bomb in the OED, my favorite of all reference works. It's actually onomatopoetic (I never thought I'd use that work in a sentence'how cool!) and comes from Latin roots meaning boom, and denotes a humming noise.
What if we invented a new kind of bomb? A peace bomb. A bomb that hummed with peace. Nothing begins to take form in this world, dear one, without an idea first.
Here's how it might work. Make a choice one day of your life to use the word peace to accompany your breathing. Inhale peace (for yourself) and exhale peace (for others and the world). For one day.
You know how there are worldwide events that people participate in? The last one I did was an hour of no electric light; its purpose was saving energy planet-wide.
If we picked a day and breathed in and out peace for all our waking hours . . . jeez, for one hour . . . we'd certainly set up a peace humming, and then we might just 'bomb' ourselves into peace.