Dear Friends,
I hit bottom in my life at the beginning of 2015. I found my Shamanic Spiritual Path at the beginning of 2016. Writing poetry, which I’d never done before, was what sustained me in between.
at home
6-5-15
weeping for elephants
and for the earth
holding my three year old son
asleep.
he wakes
to the sounds
of my sobs,
the movement of my chest
as I gasp for air
in between.
he holds me
concerned
the barest quiver
in his own chest.
for years I have needed
the cleansing of this cry
so I embrace it.
when I quiet
and breathe
I say,
“what a special moment
we just had.”
I look into his face
cheeks rosy
with remnants of sleep.
“mama, I made you happy,”
he says.
“yes you did,”
I say.
“so happy.”
This was one beautiful moment among so many beautiful moments, and so many hard moments…
I had, in that moment, just finished reading “Leaving Time,” by Jodi Picoult, one of my favorite authors. She beautifully blended information about Elephants into a captivating fictional plot, but what brought me to tears was the postscript, her inclusion of the hard facts of their endangered reality.
I was weeping not only for Elephants, but for my lifetime of pain and despair for the Earth and All Life.
Profound healing can occur when we allow ourselves to weep, when we allow the emotions to move within us, to be expressed and released. I love holding space for others who are brave enough to touch and feel and release deeply held emotions.
It would mean so much to me if you would send me a quick note to let me know when my words touch something within you…
Blessings and Courage,
Betti