That’s what I feel like right now. Once again, I can sense the possibilities of the universe – or at least some possibilities for me.
I am connecting with a community that understands trauma. I guess that sounds weird. But a truly trauma-informed setting can make us feel like we’re being held gently, appreciated for who we are, and valued. It feels a little bit like this:
Communities that understand trauma know that
“The world is indeed full of peril, and in it there are many dark places; but still there is much that is fair, and though in all lands love is now mingled with grief, it grows perhaps the greater.”
~~ J.R.R. Tolkien, The Fellowship of the Ring
I am still struggling with my home life, although things kind of rise and fall. My daughter is doing much better, so that’s good. Naturally, not every day or all the time, but in general. Like Pema Chodron says:
“We think that the point is to pass the test or overcome the problem, but the truth is that things don’t really get solved. They come together and they fall apart. Then they come together again and fall apart again. It’s just like that. The healing comes from letting there be room for all of this to happen: room for grief, for relief, for misery, for joy.”
We are rolling quickly toward the end of the year, and that’s somehow exciting. Not that it’s going to be cold; that part sucks. But it feels like new beginnings on the horizon. If I can keep working toward it – that’s always the hard part. I get excited because I’ve already ordered my 2023 planner, but a plan not acted on isn’t worth more than the paper it’s written on.
I will leave you on this note:
It’s Bob Marley and the Wailers, singing Three Little Birds, akea Don’t Worry, Ever’ Little Thing, Gonna Be All Right” It’s an odd little video, I usually use the version with the picture of Bob Marley. But it’s oddly sort of entertaining… Enjoy!