Enoughness

We just passed the thin veils of All Hallowed Eve, All Saints Day and All Souls Day. Along with my own lost beloveds, I felt keenly all the innocent children and earth creatures who have died at the hands of despots, tyrants and those hell bent on securing power and ravishing the planet. The powerful at the top are grooming their minions to carry out fear-fueled, calculated and violence drenched perpetration. Their tactics are those of war. Assault. Terror. Force. Weapons. Innocent communities continue to be caught in this doomed web of cruel and unconscionable acts by those who obey with blind ignorance. They carry out the directives of death from the powers at the top. Violence fuels a vision that will be stillborn upon arrival.

As this country continues to convulse and jerk towards a new world that we might actually want to live in, everything that is dis-eased in this country has been brought to the light. We are facing the shadow of this country’s appetite for money, circuses, technology, media, speed, movement, and celebrity—on steroids. But we can no longer push all of this away and say “THAT is not me”. As all spiritual teachers through time have taught me, “We are all one, there is no separation.” My enemy is not indivisible from myself. It matters how I treat the least of these…because they are part of me. We can no longer live in the mirage of separateness.

I quarrel with this truth daily. How am I THEM? Then I am advised in so many grandiose ways and the subtle nudge of the Divine. Perhaps this is a confessional blog.

I am affluent. I own a computer, a retirement fund, I can travel if I want. I have food on the table every day. I come and go at my own will, with my personal vehicle. This is wealth of a certain kind that makes me feel secure. But as I know you know, dear reader, this isn’t what makes the soul happiest. This list of things tend to make life easier and a little less fearful. But perhaps even that is an illusion.

Today I read from a new substack contributer, Cameron Trimble. She writes at Substack “Piloting Faith“. In today’s blog she notes the recent headlines announcing that Tesla shareholders approved a pay package for Elon Musk that surpasses $1 trillion in potential value…”one individual in one lifetime, with access to more financial wealth than most nations.” she writes

Spiritual traditions across time and culture have long wrestled with questions like these [when one has too much]. In Christianity and Judaism, we’re reminded that justice involves caring for the orphan, the widow, and the stranger. In Islam, the practice of zakat–giving a portion of one’s wealth–is part of the fabric of community

I want to live in the enoughness of sharing. Of connecting with and caring for loved ones and community. I want to savor the enoughness of my ordinary life—day by day.

So much of what can easily fall by the wayside in these catastrophic times is that which is small, slow, authentic, ordinary, real. Those things under the radar. Today I am given the precious invitation to connect and be in relationship with everyone and every being that is more than human— everyday, every minute of this daily living adventure. It is the enoughness of all that is before me. No striving. Just noticing and welcoming. Just gratitude.

I’m thinking of that aspen tree like a burning bush outside our door. Or my women cousins, with whom I recently decorated pumpkins during our annual gathering, chatting about the stuff of our lives. Or a chef’s creation that is a thing of art, beauty and taste—shared with a friend.

The poverty of the hungry ghosts of trauma, violence and war that I referenced earlier, which are inspiring the horrors we are seeing today, cannot be appeased by money, wealth or affluence. No matter what your lot or caste or class may be, more and more and more will not satiate. There are empty souls these days, wandering across the landscape, voracious and afflicted by their hollowness, seeking to fill a void by grabbing more and more power, money, reputation, stuff. And the suffering is so great, because of this blind grasping.

Consider….

I wonder what is your “enoughness” these days?

Where are you leaning into the goodness and overflow of what is right in front of you?

How is your soul tended as you slow down, stand stock still, gaze and blink in wonder?

Valdez, New Mexico, November 7, 2025