I hope you are well this December. I am travelling, sitting at an airport in Victoria, BC, as I write. I’m in Canada for two weeks to visit people and get a sense of my connection here.
Connection is a vital part of my life. I could replace the word connection with spirituality because connection, in my way of using the word, is more than connection to people. I find my connection to more than myself in nature. Without my connection to the earth I feel untethered. Without my connection to the sky and the water I feel bound down. The elements remind me how to balance myself again and again and again. My balance goes daily. I need constant reminding and practice. I feel reassured that I’m not alone needing to recover my inner compass on a regular basis and that to feel well I must have a regular practice. I know we all do and that I’m not making a sweeping generalisation when I say this.
This morning I came upon this poem by Dianne Doby from her book ‘I Am Her Tribe’ and I liked it :
Lessons worth learning
and relearning —
none of this was meant to be done all alone.
there is nothing courageous about covering up
your pain so no one sees it.
there is nothing glorified about having it all together.
you do not need to justify choosing your health
over someone’s happiness or approval.
and life can be wonderful.
perfect.
even when
and especially when
it’s hard.
-DIANNE DOBY
With love,
Lucy
p.s. One more poem…
‘There is no magic
to be found
in using only a fraction
of your heart space.’ - Danielle Doby