Meet me here, in the Truth
Like many of you, I'm sure, I am still finding my bearings with all of the changes over the past few weeks — the flurry of fear, the wildly chaotic attempts to make sense of things, with getting lost in it all while also trying to stay as intimately connected to what I know to be true...
I have held space for so much grief and fear and uncertainty over the past few weeks — my own and that of friends, family, community members, clients, students.
And my only assurance is that we will meet it.
Not that it'll be ok or that the things we fear won't actually happen, or that it's not as bad as we think it is. I have no interest in anything other than the truth. And, in my experience, the truth is more often than not, heartbreakingly painful.
But what is our choice? We already are meeting it and we will continue to do so.
As the beautiful human and poet Andrea Gibson said, “even when the truth isn’t hopeful, the telling of it is.”
So meet me here, in the truth. Be with me here so that we can imagine a way forward with possibility.
What is needed, right now, from the individual level to the community level?
How can we show up in service of collective care and wellbeing?
What is needed to create the space and increase our capacity to prioritize what matters the most?
I have much more to share on this and, specifically, about how we can remember and lean in to the agency of our attention as an antidote to the extreme distraction that is being experienced. I’ll share that soon…
Until then, here’s to the telling of the truth and finding hope in that.
With continued Love,
