I've been feeling deeply reminded of why I began the Women's Gatherings over this past weekend.
As part of our human nature we carry and experience a lot of pain. We also carry and experience a tremendous amount of joy and happiness and love. What I have been reminded of, is that our culture doesn't hold a lot of space to cope with and experience the pain. It ends up getting contained or confined and simmers in the depths of us.
Everyone is so busy keeping up with the plethora of things and to do's, no matter how much we love and care for one another it's often hard to create the container that is needed for our loved ones when they are in a space of deep pain or crisis. Our culture isn't designed for us to drop everything and be with them. And when things crumble, which they do, we are left in solitude to some degree.
Sometimes, all we need is to be witnessed and held in our mess. We need to be seen in a way that we are not broken, but that we are only human. We don't need to be fixed, we need it to be okay that we unravel. Sometimes a good cry and talking it out to someone who simply listens is all it takes. Sometime just listening to one another's process is enough-it makes us feel connected to realize we are all living in the world experiencing the same but different pains and joys.
The share circle in these gatherings have deepened over the months and it resonates in me deeper each time the importance of it. It is not to dwell in our sorrows but to let them flow through us so we can be freed from their weight. So we can be seen, feel connected, trust what is flowing through us, and so we can find safety in being vulnerable.