05/24/2020
Beautiful and profound.
In this shaky, uncertain time of social distancing, we don't have to remain distant from one another's hearts. Somehow, we’re being asked to attune to a different way of connecting, a friendship that is more nuanced, subtle, and sensitive.
It is these transitional times where it can feel like we're in between two worlds. On the one hand, there’s the world that we used to know, the one from a few months ago. It’s like a memory now that we can’t quite find in lived, embodied experience. But the new world, the one that is in process of being birthed, hasn't yet been made available.
Something is been midwifed – in personal, cultural, and archetypal networks – but it’s not yet knowable, at least not by way of ordinary perception.
These liminal periods are always emerging, as we enter the dreamworld with eyes open and with eyes closed. They are hidden also in between each breath. We can hear and see and feel them in images, fantasies, and autonomous moods, and by way of other unexpected visitors.
It is important that we find ways to calm and soothe our nervous systems in this time, to find ground in a situation that's quite groundless; to discover that internal resourcing that is always already here, wired into the miracle cell tissue and synapses. To create an internal holding environment when we are not able to depend on another or the world to provide it for us.
There’s a lot we can do to support to one another, to help each other remember this place of ground and resource. When two or more gather – in the physical or in places more subtle – a portal opens into the interactional field where we breathe with one another and offer a kind word, a felt sense of love and care, and a tender heart to this world.
Somehow, there is no distance in this place, but we will need to be poets, artists, alchemists, and magicians in order to re-embody to its sensitivities.
Photo of White Sands National Monument by John Fowler
