August 2, 2016
I woke up this morning and it was cool out. For the first time in weeks I was able to open all the windows and feel fresh air flood through the apartment. Cool weather excites me; it feels like possibility; it feels like fall. As I write this, the moon is dark and going new at 4:45 EST, and I am in the point before all time, when all is pure potential.
Before I started to write this newsletter, I asked for a guiding image for August. What came to me was a lone woman (a lone man, if you are a man) paddling a small boat over rough seas. The swells of the waves are huge and in places choppy and covered with white caps. Though the woman is aware of surroundings, she is focused on paddling. She knows where she is going and the action (paddling) of getting there is all consuming. Though the seas are rough and the woman looks like she doesn’t stand a chance, there’s something about the way she’s paddling that tells me she’s going to win; that she’s already won because she’s completely in the moment, taking the actions for her survival that have to be taken in the moment. The heavens open and a ray of sun shines down on her. I realize she is paddling through survival and on her way to thriving.
When I came out of the meditation I felt an all-consuming respect. Deep respect for the woman paddling; deep respect for me and all I’ve done, deep respect for my beloved clients and all they’re doing to heal and create their worlds. I thought about how all of us individually (the micro) reflect the macro, and I flashed on humanity as a whole (the macro); every color, every sex, sexuality, and creed, overlapping, on top of each other. Next to the haters, I see people working hard, dedicated to maintaining their humanity. They are raising children and doing what they can to get by. They are gardening, educating, protecting the environment, and marching for peace and to overthrow economic systems destroying the earth and all her inhabitants. They are committed to love and loving. I don’t think these people are as idealistic as they’re made out to be and they certainly aren’t naïve. What they are is profoundly stubborn and know what can be even though the reality they live in says it can’t. Exactly like the lone woman paddling rough seas.
So much love, Kat x0
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I woke up this morning and it was cool out. For the first time in weeks I was able to open all the windows and feel fresh air flood through the apartment. Cool weather excites me; it feels like possibility; it feels like fall. As I write this, the moon is dark and going new at 4:45 EST, and I am in the point before all time, when all is pure potential.
Before I started to write this newsletter, I asked for a guiding image for August. What came to me was a lone woman (a lone man, if you are a man) paddling a small boat over rough seas. The swells of the waves are huge and in places choppy and covered with white caps. Though the woman is aware of surroundings, she is focused on paddling. She knows where she is going and the action (paddling) of getting there is all consuming. Though the seas are rough and the woman looks like she doesn’t stand a chance, there’s something about the way she’s paddling that tells me she’s going to win; that she’s already won because she’s completely in the moment, taking the actions for her survival that have to be taken in the moment. The heavens open and a ray of sun shines down on her. I realize she is paddling through survival and on her way to thriving.
When I came out of the meditation I felt an all-consuming respect. Deep respect for the woman paddling; deep respect for me and all I’ve done, deep respect for my beloved clients and all they’re doing to heal and create their worlds. I thought about how all of us individually (the micro) reflect the macro, and I flashed on humanity as a whole (the macro); every color, every sex, sexuality, and creed, overlapping, on top of each other. Next to the haters, I see people working hard, dedicated to maintaining their humanity. They are raising children and doing what they can to get by. They are gardening, educating, protecting the environment, and marching for peace and to overthrow economic systems destroying the earth and all her inhabitants. They are committed to love and loving. I don’t think these people are as idealistic as they’re made out to be and they certainly aren’t naïve. What they are is profoundly stubborn and know what can be even though the reality they live in says it can’t. Exactly like the lone woman paddling rough seas.
So much love, Kat x0
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