A Space to Accept
The day greets me with news of fires, everywhere…
Around, behind, above.
The ash falls.
In my home. On my car. In the fallen leaves.
It is choking. Biting.
Everywhere.
Like the virus.
Like the bigotry.
Like 2020–all encompassing.
I feel its downward pull. Visceral. Real.
Strong.
So, I sit silently with it.
I take the chaos and the hatred and the sadness and the fear–all of it.
I take it and sit with it.
I feel it.
I cry with it.
I pause with it.
I don’t let go…until it lets go of me.
All of it.
Replaced with something stronger, richer. Fuller.
That is my lesson of 2020.
To find that deeper thing which can only be found in the pause, in the silence.
I breathe and feel Love wrapping me up tightly.
And I remember that I am never alone.
I love this, so beautiful! Sending you lots of love. The fires are terrible! We totally take fresh air for granted until we don’t have it. This summer, I thought I was going to suffocate from the smoke. Come out to Oregon, we can breath again here. 😉 Stay strong, my friend. xoxo
Dear friend, thank you for the words of encouragement. 2020 is tough! Glad we are on this together. We have got this! Hugs!