For Our Mothers, Sisters, Daughters
Dear friends ::
I've read just a few the more than one million stories that have emerged through writer Kelly Oxford's invitation to share accounts of sexual assault, and I feel moved within this space we are collectively holding for each other. David Whyte's "Mid Life Woman" came to mind. It's really a poem about all of us -- it's for any moment when bearing witness to another human being can bring us to a more exalted state of humanity within ourselves.
Let's become the antidote to what we observe on the global stage. Let's exalt each other. Let's grow in our care of each other. Listen more closely. Respond more kindly. When we experience dissonance, let's bring reconciliation. When we feel unseen, let's seek a friend's affirming gaze. When our bodies suffer injustice or fundamental misunderstanding -- let's grow our voices and strengthen the inner call to dignity and love.
"Mid life woman you are not invisible to me,
in you I see a young girl, lifting her face to the sky,
I see the young woman in haloed light, full and strong,
standing before the altar of time, waiting for her chosen.
I see the mother in you, in your past or in some yet
to be understood future, I see you adoring and
I see you adored, and now, when I call your name
I want to see day by day, the woman you will become with me.
Mid-life woman come to me now, I see you more clearly
than all the airbrushed girls of the world.
I became a warrior only to earn your present mature affection,
I bear my scars to you, my eyes are lined to smile with you
and I come to you uncultivated and unshaven walking rough
and wild through rain and wind and I pace the mountain all night
in my happy, magnificence at finding you."
- Mid Life Woman, David Whyte
The Art of Awakening
Join Shawn Friday October 14th at Flow. This class will fluidly weave together meditation, mantra, and multidimensional wave sequencing to journey into the harvest of peak asana and finally into deep stillness for integration and restoration.