No One Heals Alone

All is quiet as I exit through the Emergency Entrance at the local hospital. I notice a black T-shirt with a pink ribbon logo announcing in bold green script "No one fights alone" Due to context I'm guessing we're talking about fighting cancer; harm taking us away from health care giving and receiving we would all prefer while walking out of, rather than lying in, any Emergency Entrance. But, I am a theologian by training and practical parenting experience, so I'm thinking, Why do we not also wear T-shirts reminding each other "No one loves alone" Or even "No one loves to fight alone" or even just among ourselves, within our own households and habitats. I ponder my way back to humble Yaris, with automatic electronic nothing, and on the radio I hear clusters of fighting themes: mental illness domestic violence gun violence automated weaponry military fear and threat stress-testing, enduring, stretching, growing hazing as baptism through alcohol depression and repression and suppression acclimation to chronic climates of terror and quiet climates of ever more dissonance lack of healing sleep anger management fear mismanagement mutual assured destruction (MADness) diplomacy by threat and RightWing arms sales military industries applied increasingly to personal and domestic disarray, local terrors, households and habitats going up in flames flowing under floods... No one fights alone just as no one loves peace alone, and health and ecological wealth and ego-resilience and eco-systemic balance, harmony, synergy. No one can sustain love while violently fighting just as no one can sustain this fight for climates and cultures and ecologies and theologies of health by thinking we are admirable or somehow credible or even possible sorting through and choosing Love alone. As I exit my car, now home, I think My T-shirt would probably be too wordy, No one loves to fight disease and unease alone. Especially not God or Allah or Patriotic Loyalty to Earth or wherever we find our remember to Love messages. All is quiet as I re-enter our home. I seem to be, in this moment, alone.