When I grew up, we lived on a street with over sixty kids and I had so many friends to play with. The woods were like our backyard. We did things together as families. There was a strong sense of community. It was a wonderful way to grow up.
Today meaningful connections continue to be one of my core values and as we continue to self-isolate, I am grateful I am surrounded by so much love and support.
I am also aware that many people are very alone.
A few weeks ago, I felt compelled to drive down a street where I knew homeless people spend time. I’m not sure why I felt so compelled but I did.
I saw a man curled up under a blanket on the cement and other people wandering around looking so lost. It impacted me deeply and my tears flowed.
I realize many of these people were homeless prior to the pandemic, and their well-being was an issue then too, but the thought that they are alone at this time with so many additional issues to navigate, brought me deep sadness.
When things are not right before our eyes, they can more easily be forgotten about. Seeing the situation first hand reminded me of the challenges faced by all, especially those less fortunate.
As humans we are wired for connection and long for a sense of belonging.
To be seen for who we are, feel supported and share our journey.
I have worked with people for years and what I continue to hear is how they long for meaningful connection with themselves and others - to discover who they really are and to be seen for who they really are.
I know for myself, the past four weeks in isolation have been an opportunity for much reflection and growth and my intention is that it will continue to be.
Right now, lies an opportunity for change.
Take a moment to consider...
How have we been taking care of ourselves?
How have we been taking care of each other?
How have we been taking care of Mother Earth?
One thing that has been key for me as I explore the truth of who I am, is staying grounded in my body. Feeling my feet. Feeling my body. Feeling me.
Just like when I was child, I am loving my walks in nature. I love the silence, peace, beauty.
As a collective, we are experiencing how vulnerable it is to be human.
Perhaps the silver lining is an opportunity for more authentic connection with ourselves, with others and to Mother Earth.
I love this poem:
What if religion was each other?
If our practice was our life?
If prayer was our words?
What if the temple was the Earth?
If forests were our church?
If holy water - the rivers, lakes, and oceans?
What if meditation was our relationships?
If the Teacher was life?
If wisdom was self-knowledge?
If love was the center of our being.
- Ganga White
I send you my love and continue to pray for all beings.
Diane xo