Today, a friend woke up in crisis. I reached out to my community to see if we might be a part of the solution, to see if we have among us the means to produce a vehicle for a woman in need.
I asked because she is me, and I am her, and so many of her needs are my needs – security, love, acceptance, understanding, peace, dreams, hope, sanity, and the rest. Radically different in every way, and at the same time, not at all. We are but a few billion different pieces of the One, spread about the curvy goodness of the great mother.
If a miracle can happen for one woman, then it can for every one of us. That is why I asked them to support her; I need to believe it’s possible to be supported when the crisis is bigger than I can face alone.
Every one of us has awakened feeling outside of the fabric of the universe, alone and adrift. It is as if choices are made — for us and, later, by us — that pull us away from the Truth of our own experience. Hooked, again and again, until eventually, we can’t help but come undone.
And while we can never truly be cut loose from the divine that lives within and beyond us, sometimes we feel completely alone.
We dance and pray and meditate and paint and breathe, slowly weaving our lonely thread back into the fold of what Is. We seek and practice, write and study. We unpack our history, one story at a time. We cultivate freedom with every secret we share. We unleash our rage on piles of pillows, and sometimes, sadly, even on brick walls. We howl our hurt into the darkness of whatever safe place we create for ourselves.
We are strong. We can heal, and we do. I know the Truth because I have lived it, because it lives in me. But, we need not travel alone; We are the sewing ones.
We knit the truth of this world in our wombs, and we have the power to call our sisters back into the knowing, back into the Oneness. When she is ready, let us wisely invest our our sacred resources to guide her swiftly home.
Let us listen to her with a neutral mind, and an open heart. Let us shower her in unconditional love, so she can remember that she is lovable. Let us provide for her, just as we’ve been provided for. Let us inspire her by living inspirational lives.
Let us support her. Ask what she needs, and then believe her. Sometimes all we need is for someone to believe us. Hold her up in prayer or light or whatever intention is true for you. Ask your angels to watch over her, and look for healthy ways to be an angel in her precious life.
Let us tell her the Truth, respectfully, again and again… until she can hear it. Tell her she is perfectly imperfect. Tell her she is enough. Tell her she is an essential thread in the divine goodness of us, and that she is stronger than she believes.
Let us show her the courage it takes to slip her wild perfection back into the fabric of the universe, because together… we are stronger.
Today, let us give her something magical to believe in and then, we will remember to believe in ourselves.