Thursday, April 21, 2011

in clover: sacred circles



my grandfather's wheelbarrow


Ok, Higher Self, Higher Power, Universe, GOD…whatever you prefer we call you,
I get it. 

I hear you talking.

Here’s what I’m hearing:

Just give it up.  Ain’t gonna happen.  GIVE IT UP. 

It is NOT POSSIBLE to be pretty enough, smart enough, thin enough, creative enough, successful enough, rich enough, spiritual enough….whatever enough…it’s just not possible to ward off tragedy, heart break and disappointment by being anything enough or even some rocking combination of lots of things,  enough. 

Spouses leave.  Dreams get shattered.  Jobs get downsized.  Parents die.  Kids get addicted.  Friends bail.  Siblings disappoint.  Illness takes over bodies.  Money runs out.  Times get hard. 

Well, Higher Power, Universe, GOD….

I think it sucks.   

But at age 47, I think I am beginning to get it.  Times get hard for each of us.  No life is immune.  And there is NOTHING we can do to avoid it. 

So, God, I am wondering what we should do about that?  Because clearly you don’t intend on tweaking things any time soon and so far no one has figured out a hack.  

So the only thing I can come up with is that we had darn well stick together.  We better start feeling each other’s pain like it is our own.  We’d better circle up, grab hands and pray like hell. 

My friend reminded me today that really, that’s what it’s all about.  Not so much, “HI!  How ARE you?  Cute shoes!!  Congrats on being….pretty enough….smart enough….thin enough….successful enough…..” 

No, that isn’t what it should be about. 

It should be about holding a circle for one another, a sacred, holy circle…a vessel into which we can pour our deepest hurts and our most crippling anxieties, the details of our darkest soul nights…our tears, our angry screams, our faintest whimpers.

We need to show up as witnesses to each other’s pain.

We need to stand at the foot of the cross

in sacred circles. 

 



rusty vintage hose nozzles

roses from vintage watering cans



the pull on my garden gate

 top of an English staddle stone

peace, lisa



5 comments:

  1. Well said Lisa.

    Love and blessings,
    Nan

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  2. Thank you, Nancy. Love and blessings to you.

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  3. So true, so true, Lisa. What you have stated is exactly the reason we moved back to Lexington. We have so many relationships here with people who hold us within the sacred circle.

    Great post.

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  4. Thank you, Bren.

    And we are so glad to have you back in the circle!

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