There was a shooting outside our apartment building this morning — one man injured, another dead.
Reading that, you’ll probably picture a particularly crime-ripe area of a city, but nope, not so — it’s a high rent guarded building, just across from the pool club, bordering a gorgeous plaza of sweet little shops and restaurants … complete with gardens and a water feature. Feels almost like cheating, to live in this little oasis, seemingly protected from the darker side of more “real” parts of the city.
I should probably also mention that a drug-related double-murder shooting happened in the lobby of this building 3 years ago.
I feel like I should be more freaked out by this. Should want to bolt right out of the city back to my safe white picket fence (yes, we had one) suburban life. But you know, the guy they arrested there for plotting to blow up a DC metro station lived just a block over from us.
It’s not necessarily safe anywhere.
So we have a choice – indulge the fear or live the Love.
Indulge the fear and live a downsized, restricted, fear-riddled “life” or honor the fear by naming and acknowledging it, then live Love.
This morning at the coffee shop, after hearing the disturbing events of the night, the barista says “Where’s Batman? We need Batman!” And in walks the dishwasher wearing a Batman tshirt. ’Nuff said.
“If you exist in a feeling of love — if you can find it in everything you do, transmit it through your touch, through your words, eyes and feelings — you can cancel out with one act of love thousands of acts of a lower nature.” ~ Sanaya Roman (from “Living With Joy“)
Fear is strong. Love is stronger.
Which do you choose?