It's Sunday! I sing the chorus of U2's Sunday Bloody Sunday and the moment my world expanded at U2 in Oakland in 1987 on the Joshua Tree tour. We have a moment of silent gratitude for the healthcare professionals that are having to heal people physically and hold space for their intense emotions. And for the decision makers right now, everywhere. I read Jalal Ad-Din Rumi's poem The Guest House and talk about shifting perspective from something being done TO us, to an invitation to grow, evolve, adapt. Suffering is always the catalyst for change on our evolutionary journeys. Let's do it so we can hold space for others when they come off the line. Then we do our daily koshas meditation. May it be of benefit neighbors!