Today I am reminded of the power of the circle, whether real of metaphorically. That sacred space in which we sit together and share our stories. I am reminded of how “what’s your story” can more often be more powerful than “tell me what’s wrong”, or maybe even “how can I help?, how rituals and traditions matter, and how coming into your intention of embodied listening and understanding can trump theoretical know-how. And yes, that that’s where the magic of healing begins.
It that sacred space, there is a pause to come back to what matters – grounding in our Humanness, welcoming our Being in wholeness, rather than seeing bits and pieces of external existence, much like a tick mark on a checklist, or a number on a scale.
In the circle the hierarchy of power is stripped away, and we step into our common humanity while in community.
Here I come back to Me, and nourish my spirit.
This is where power grows and lives. And when I emerge, I take with me the spirit of creation, the heart of connection, and the wonder of rebirth and awe.
I am grateful today for the opportunity to connect to this space, and to know that it can exist even across the oceans and over the internet.