A friend sent this to me and it just seems to be perfect at this time.

‎"Out beyond ideas of wrong-doing and right-doing,
there is a field.
I'll meet you there.

When the soul lies down in that grass,
the world is too full to talk about.
Ideas, language, even the phrase
each other
doesn't make any sense."

Rumi
(Sufi Mystic 1207-1273 A.D.)


May all of us meet on that field and let our souls commune one with another.