This last week has been challenging, for me. This past weekend has been filled with much action around resolving last week's challenge. A few people equipped with a lot of love, resources and determination, ready to tackle what is, and make great stuff happen. Yesterday, the ache and horror of the unnecessary loss of life, in Orlando. This morning, I wake up ready to go at it again. To try to make order out of chaos, to bring peace to turmoil. I am ready to make calls, create programs, bring some sense into the messiness. I am grasping at Control. And then, just as I am about to pick up the phone, something tells me to wait. To wait and let the energy settle. To not distract myself, soothe myself, with more action. To wait. Not forever, not even for long. Just for a little bit. To allow life, stories, emotions and angst to find their place. To allow the pause between the notes to create the beauty of the symphony. We LOVE something. So much. Maybe it's a place, maybe it's a relationship, maybe it's a home. We love it so much that we are very afraid of seeing it go away. We love it so much that we think that what we love so much has to everything do with IT. That without IT, we would lose everything, We forget how much of IT has to do with US. The place - it has so much to do with who WE are, in that place. How we see things, how we act, how we show up. The relationship - at least half of it is us. What we bring to it, who we are in it. The home - without US, what would it be, really? Without our choices, our energy, our US-NESS? Let's not dismiss what we bring to the wonderful pieces of our lives. Let's not forget how much of it is US - and therefore never lost.
We think we know who we are. We think we know who we aren't.
We decide who we like, and who we don't. We make decisions from a place of Separation. And then, we find out that really... we are not all that separate. Is there really a "them?" |
SCARED OF THE SACRED
HAPPINESS SCHOOL:
|