Wow it’s been 9 days since my last post on Substack. That seems strange to me because I’ve been on Substacks reading and commenting each day regularly. I can’t help it, I get addicted to community writing, I want to read, like, comment and subscribe on everyone’s posts. There’s an excitement of connecting with community but I can actually burn myself out this way and have to remember that responding to writing of others is just one aspect of the triad of my ‘voice’. There’s a difference between responding and creating and it’s a good reminder to keep on expressing my voice in both ways. Reacting is the third voice of my triad, but it’s the one that tries to serve by defending boundaries, contracting to stay safe, fearing harm to me and the ones I love. It’s not my wisest or most highest self in the same way that responding and creating are. For so many of us, we can stay rooted in reacting that we forget there’s another two unique energies of our voice, that might have a better perspective.
An update, my session last week I spoke about in “The breeze at dawn” went okay. It was just me there again. For some reason though I was less concerned about that. I showed up, I held space, I even made a musical playlist and had my husband take a picture of me. Here I am during the last 2 hours sitting amongst the background of candles while my musical playlist streams on our TV. The clock showing 5:16 AM local time is also present.
Tomorrow, I’m leaving Zoom recording on. If people come, I’ll turn it off so no one feels uncomfortable, but if no ones comes I’ll have a lovely 4 hour musical and video segment I can share with family and friends to enjoy at a different time of their choosing. I feel like this is often my perspective these days. Nothing is wasted when it comes from love. Love always finds a way to make our light worthwhile.
I’m reminded though that this wasn’t my baby or idea. It’s not my novel or my Substack. It was a calling I responded to. I want it to succeed, believe deeply in the purpose and message but if it doesn’t continue past May, I’ve done my part in showing up and giving 4 hours of my time and energy each week to it. Other people can also step up to the calling and share the torch. I can offer it again at a time of day more people local to me are likely to be able to make. Progress not perfection. Movement over failure. Expansion over contraction.
Hope you all have a great long weekend if you have a statutory holiday where you are. Or just a great day if you don’t. Keep sharing your beautiful voices in all of the many varieties of expression. I’ve started singing on nature walks more as another variation of my voice.
"Love always finds a way to make our light worthwhile." What a beautiful sentence and idea!