What to do when all you can do is sit
I’ve heard people saying, “Our forefathers went to war for this country and all we are asked to do is stay home.”
Yes, if you’re talking chips and Netflix on the sofa. But to really stay home? To come home to the seat of yourself and stay there?
Barn-Burning
And here we are again, a global inferno.
A universal Barn-Burning.
We are, all of us, mourning the loss of what WAS and we are facing what IS without a roof over our heads, without walls to give us location, protection, reassurance, without a front door to welcome people in.
All of us, standing under the same vast sky, surrounded by the smoldering rubble of what was our lives, no longer protected against the unknown night.
The Nana Tree
I start crying and choke on the words.
Of course, that’s what I’m doing.
Of course, I’m hoping the ashes scattered will become Phoenix rising.
Of course, this is why I’ve held on to this little three-inch urn for almost nine years.
We're not all well on the same day
I do all the things that make me feel alive. I practice radical self-care. That's how I stay present.
I never stop going to church. I never stop hiking. I never stop trusting that I'm loved and I'm chosen and I'm safe, and that more will be revealed.
The gift inside a package of loss
An awareness of life’s fragility is a gift usually given inside a package of loss.
Is it worth it to begin to know at such a young age how to truly live?
Holding Space
How can the world become in an instant just entirely too much to handle?
And if it can for them, then it sure as hell can for you.
And there it is.
The awful truth of all of our lives reveals itself: the world truly is entirely too much to handle.