This week my family suffered a horrible loss. After struggling with severe mental illness for several months, my Uncle’s life came to a tragic end on Monday.
In addition to grief, we are all rocked with shock and trauma due to the dramatic and violent circumstances of his death.
In heavy times I always make a point to connect with my own heaviness. I grasp onto gravity. I continually reorient myself to the invisible force that pulls me towards the heart of the world — the energy that insinuates I belong, the power that holds me here with every single step.
I also search for JOY (because that is what I have wired myself to do) and joy is here with us too. There is laughing, gratitude, connection, blessings and an incredible amount of food.
We are all HELD.