Infections, Cancer and BlesSings
Hello.
Sending love and care.
To your hearts.
How are they by the way?
Pause and check in.
Perhaps ask your heart---How are you today?
And then listen.
Slow.
May your heart feed you truth at this moment.
And.
As most of you have experienced.
Life throws unexpected big and small curveballs pretty regularly to we humans. Likely to all living beings.
However, I wonder if I/we may be more challenged in our responses due to our story of control and planning and solutionizing most of life?
Since I last wrote, my romantic partner got a difficult cancer diagnosis, and my foot surgery went awry with a nasty infection, and I ended up non-weight bearing again. Which spins a whole new set of balls at us.
In between appointments for both of us. Feeling overwhelmed and teary and then incredibly grateful and supported. I am lounging on my cot/couch with Sweetness curled underneath my legs, sunning himself with the warmth of our fiery sun star, on a very cold December day.
My sweet daughter arrived last week. Offering a whole heck of a lot of support and care with such ease, and love and generosity!! (thank you, thank you, thank you P)
And working with clients is helping me feel connected to the larger world. (thank you, you know who you are!)
While my last post suggested we explore some of the listening course together---alas---
My attention has gone with the winds of this present moment.
As I’ve been laid up. One of the books beside my cot has been John O’Donohues; Bless The Spaces Between Us.
The morning after my partner's diagnosis as I sat in the predawn dark, feeling a bit powerless to be supportive when I couldn’t really even fully take care of myself.
Lo and behold a blessing for him began to pour out onto the blank journal page in front of me. ---Never have I ever---
In his blessing book, John O'D. shares the potential we all have to bless each other and the world.
You don’t need a special degree or a podium or anything, really, other than your love to do so.
He also expresses how desperately our world needs this. To bless, to praise, and thank, not only other humans, everything!
So---blessing or love songs, or love notes, or spoken word poetry, or any form of prayer that aligns with beauty and goodness seems to me, a direction to devote my time to. (maybe you too?)
Blessings---
Charge the atmosphere with pleasurable sensations.
Wisen our relational bodies.
Reflect more light within and towards the world.
Offer a shimmering hand to hold when needed. Maybe hand holding is mostly always needed!
Are the kindredness of the ancestors singing through our hearts.
When I read the first one to him, in the still early light---
He closed his eyes.
The whole space quieted.
Stilling itself as if inviting the unseen energy of the something bigger than we know to enter.
Or something like that.
For me writing them has become a practice. A turning towards a deeper self. They feel like wings and roots that carry and hold us both as we move though our day. Something to tuck in close.
Honestly not in a million years would I have thought I'd be writing blessing at all, let alone for my partner, and that he would receive them with grace and gratitude!
Here is one of them for you!
May it sooth or nourish or remind or disrupt---something!
MID---NIght
When the middle of the night calls you like morning light.
And will not let you go back to dreaming.
When you move around the house attempting to settle
And your heart roams restlessly with you.
When the ache for rest and the not now meet each other.
Remember---
The call in the dark is that.
A call.
It's not an awakened mistake.
The night has messages it can’t deliver in daylight.
Let the darkness know you are with it.
Let it know how much time you will give it.
Ask it to kiss your brow and allow this time to benefit all beings.
May you pray for guidance and offer the night protective arms.
May you ask, with humility, what it has to share.
May you be open to receiving the wisdom being offered.
May you weep if needed, be still, dance, pray.
May you remember you can offer your returning, and rest in its bosom.
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We are doing okay. More tears and more joy. We have soooo much support. We are so well loved.
And---That’s what I truly wish for all of us.
Appreciate this day friends.
I love the world even as it continues to break in big and small ways.
With care,
Carol
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