– Originally published 2/22/19 on FB Notes
It has been raining in GA FOREVER!
At least it feels that way. I think we’re going on a week with no sunshine & for this Texas girl, I start to unravel at the edges a little.
This morning it was a foggy, drippy, and warm in the Labyrinth.
I haven’t been out for a week due to the cold and rain and my spirit was delighted to walk on the squishy ground and listen to the birds on this hushed morning. One of the first things I noticed when I entered the space through the magnolia sentinels was across the way an older tree had broken and instead of falling was being held up by a neighboring tree.
Even in death, it was being propped up by its friend.
Several boughs had broken off and fallen into the center of the Labyrinth. I assessed the situation and knew that I was safe to walk this morning since there was zero wind and the friend tree had a good grip on its fallen friend.
As I walked I realized that I was having some stinking thinking this morning and was not surprised when I caught a whiff of lingering skunk smell, I’m guessing from a nighttime visit. I laughed at the synchronicity and then started delving into the cause of these thoughts and my funky mood.
Within the last two weeks, I’ve been involved with planning an annual meeting that involves uprooting oppression and talking about issues of class, racism, and power. I’ve co-lead a storytelling workshop with women from Turkey who have had to seek asylum in the U.S. due to violence and false imprisonment (over 17,000 women and 800 children in their country). I’ve held space for my 16 year old who has been sick and overwhelmed with the amount of work she needs to catch up on.
I’m planning my trip to NY in March where I’ve been invited to speak at the UN at the Commission on the Status of Women in regard to best practices in using somatic body practices to help women in trauma and with community building.
Sheila and I are also working on a Perform the Book and workshop in Pittsburgh next month for Stillpoint: A Self-Care Playbook for Caregivers.
I’ve been doing the work.
Remembering along the way to dance, sing, play, and connect.
So why so funky? So many possibilities.
It could be the state of the world since I listened to a report from Syria this morning and the war that rages on there and continues to affect too many people including women and children. It could be that I only got in one hardcore workout this week and between the weather and such it’s a bad combo for me. It could be that I’ve had a sinus headache on and off all week.
It could be grief and loss of my own and that of so many others that are hurting right now. It truly could be that I just need to take my Vitamin D.
What I do know is that I am grateful.
Grateful for Mother Earth, the ability to walk in her wildness and stop and notice the little things. Grateful for the sunshine I sat in last Saturday with my sweetheart.
I’m grateful for connections, to people, to places, to trees. Super grateful for creative outlets. I’m also grateful for body wisdom and being present and knowing that I can hold both gratitude and sadness at the same time.
How are you doing this week?
In Peace & Play,
P.S. I came inside & remembered to take my vitamins!
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