Where have I been? A year of questions. A year of gratitude. A year of growing love.
I come from a time of opposites. A time of this, not that. A time of I! (and you). I’ve been trained to see difference, to tell things apart. Critical Thinking. Discernment. Mind the Gap! They were everywhere, gaps of disconnect, of who I couldn’t be.
I’ve been told, “Don’t be selfish” – but that’s when I’m generous. “Don’t be fearful” – but that’s when I’m brave! “Don’t cry, here,haveahugandatissue,it’sallright” – but that’s where I dive into myself, bungee cords of connection that show me my depth, power, kindness, truth. “Oh, and please, please don’t be angry”. But that’s where I discover deep, fierce, generative love.
Slowly filling myself, the Kinglet’s voices weave health into my soul. Here, we’ve been trained to connect. To integrate. Each plant, animal, person, raindrop, tree is a new friend. Each friend connects to the edges of my soul, and in that connection, we are both touched by the Sacred. Love for all living beings pours out of me like a newly discovered spring, clear and gentle.
In seeking the unity of my soul so I can bring my gifts to the world, I’ve found that connections have healed me. And in healing myself, I’ve found that I, in turn, have healed others. My grief is a Trillium now. I see unity there, the healed and healer are one, are each other.
I hail the wisdom of the native peoples, who shared with us that unity is power, that power lies in unity. Unity of healed, who is healer, who is friend, who is mother, who is warrior, who is Anake. I am fighting for the world, because it’s myself I’m fighting for.