The Pain of Separation (The Longing)

On this journey that begins with the homesickness, the hireath, the suadade, of the heart - we seek to reconnect that which feels separated within us. Upon reconnecting we see the separation was always an illusion.  

Some may get glimpses, fleeting moments of sweet surrender that like a beacon shines a guiding light into our lives leading us home again. Follow your longings. They are your way home. Unique to you.

When the stirring begins we can become disorientated, confused and uncomfortable - some seek refuge in food, escape, thrills, drugs, alcohol ... no judgement ... some seek answers from teachers, guides, gurus ... no judgement ... some vent in anger, vengefulness and violence ... no judgement ... some seek a cure from doctors, therapists, practitioners ... no judgement ...

IT IS TIME TO GO HOME, TO BE HOME, TO BELONG

Some choose to look away from their vulnerability and pain ... no judgement ...

For those who seek Great Spirit, the Divine will infuse your heart with remembering, with beauty, with oneness ... no judgement ... maybe not as you might expect, or when you expect ... YOU ARE NOT IN CONTROL ... no judgement ... YOU ARE HOME!

An alternative perspective might say;

Feelings of confusion and disorientation are the signs of an old story no longer working and breaking down. Normal now lies in between stories. Everything is on shaky ground. The shadow has no where to hide and is out in the full glare of public noticing. We can run, but we cannot hide. It is uncomfortable, unpalatable and painful ... refugee children in cold, loveless camps ... people in power making abusive statements ... corruption exposed ... war ... self harm ... all this heightened and ever increasing pain is a sign that change is coming ... it is not an indication to return to old stories, old comforts and or reactionary, isolationist, separate ways of looking after your own ... this is not about building walls internal or external ... it is about keeping focused ... reminding yourself of your true values ... holdings strong to the mast of your ship and riding out the storms of destruction ... because what is coming is not yet possible to see ... the invisible has yet to reveal itself to us ... we are in-between stories ... and this liminal space is no bad thing ... it brings us humbly closer to the mystery and uncertainty ... from here something new can come forward ... hold steady ... hold your own story that is true to you and listen to all those wanting to tell their story ... we all might learn something in the process ... diversity matters!