I felt such sadness this morning when I read about the Pussy Riot member who has been missing since she was transferred from her jail cell over a week ago. Her family is frightened, suspecting that her recent hunger strike and outspoken comments against inhumane treatment in Russian prisons has brought about some new punishment. I thought back to my post yesterday, and I wondered if she’s got even one beautiful thing to see where she is now, wherever it is, if anyone is being kind to her, even a little bit. If there’s any grace in her life right now at all. She’s sacrificed so much to take a stand for her countrywomen and her punishment is so severe. I’m worried about her. I’m grateful to her and I’m worried about her.
What can I do? I can sign petitions, I can share her story, and I can pray. I can pray hard. So I thought about Nadezhda Tolokonnikova. I thought about her many thousands of miles away in a miserable jail cell somewhere. I thought of her dark hair and her determined eyes and her brave brave heart and her children waiting for her back at home. I’m thinking of her now. And I am reciting the Loving Kindness Meditation as I do so.