Hope, Love, & Forgiveness

Nothing worth doing is completed in our lifetime. Therefore, we are saved by hope. Nothing true or beautiful or good makes complete sense in any immediate context of history; Therefore we are saved by faith. Nothing we do, however virtuous, can be accomplished alone. Therefore we are saved by love. No virtuous act is quite as virtuous from the standpoint of our friend or foe as from our own; Therefore we are saved by the final form of love which is forgiveness.

Forgiveness is freeing up and putting to better use the energy once consumed by holding grudges, harboring resentments, and nursing unhealed wounds. It is rediscovering the strengths we always had and relocating our limitless capacity to understand and accept other people and ourselves. People usually consider walking on water or in thin air a miracle. But I think the real miracle is not to walk on water or in thin air, but to walk on earth.

~ Reinhold Niebuhr

Transformation

Asleep

Vintage LoveSing me to sleep / Sing me to sleep / I’m tired and I / I want to go to bed / Sing me to sleep / Sing me to sleep / And then leave me alone / Don’t try to wake me in the morning / ‘Cause I will be gone / Don’t feel bad for me / I want you to know / Deep in the cell of my heart / I will feel so glad to go / Sing me to sleep / Sing me to sleep / I don’t want to wake up / On my own anymore / Sing to me / Sing to me / I don’t want to wake up / On my own anymore / Don’t feel bad for me / I want you to know / Deep in the cell of my heart / I really want to go / There is another world / There is a better world / Well, there must be / Well, there must be / Well, there must be / Well, there must be / Well… / Bye bye / Bye bye Bye… /

Asleep by The Smiths

It has been a long cold winter, and although Spring is supposed to be here, it seems as though we are still a ways away from seeing her. It has been a complicated beginning to 2013 thus far for many people including myself. I felt like I was alone in my frustration, feeling down, only to realize once again that I am not alone. Once I began to reach out to a few people, I realized that although they are on their own journey, they too were facing their challenges.

Vintage I had not been saying anything to anyone because when I feel like this, I feel alone and overwhelmed. I don’t want to be exposed for fear of being hurt further. Like an animal, I seek protection, and find it in isolation. Only to find out that so many people are in fact experiencing the same thing. Some challenged through illness, through losing their jobs, a breakup, the loss of a loved one, not knowing where their life is taking them. The list could go on and on as to why I or you or any one person gets triggered. Then down the rabbit hole we go seeking safety. Some people would argue that isolation is not healthy. I disagree. I do think that there is such a thing as ‘healthy isolation.’ My space is sacred to me. I find solace in it. Getting on my yoga mat and practicing with my favorite teachers is also sacred. There, I find strength, contentment; a quiet mind. When I eventually crawl out of my rabbit hole I reach out to my community. When I say community, I don’t mean my neighbor or mailman. What my community is, is a small group that consists of people of whom I love unconditionally and in return who love me back. They are my constant as I am a constant for them. They do not define me. Though, they are my foundation for times when my feet float so high from the ground they bring me back down re-rooting me to the earth.

Vintage Friends” I have gone ahead – despite the pounding in my heart that says: turn back.”

~ Author Unknown

From me to you. May there be lightness in your heart. A feeling of warmth to soothe you. A reassurance that you are loved.

Vintage BalloonsJessica Hinkson

Community; Thank You for Making Me Feel Like I Belong

Ho! / Hey! / Ho! / Hey!

Ho! / I’ve been trying to do it right / Hey! I’ve been living a lonely life / Ho! / I’ve been sleeping here instead / Hey! / I’ve been sleeping in my bed / Ho! / Sleeping in my bed / Hey! / Ho!

Ho! / So show me family / Hey! / All the blood that I would bleed / Ho! / I don’t know where I belong / Hey! / I don’t know where I went wrong / Ho! / But I can write a song Hey! / 1, 2, 3 / I belong with you, you belong with me / You’re my sweetheart / I belong with you / You belong with me / You’re my sweet / Ho!

Hey! / Ho! / Hey! Ho! / I don’t think you’re right for him / Hey! / Look at what it might have been if you / Ho! / Took a bus to China Town / Hey! / I’d be standing on Canal / Ho! / And Bowery / Hey! / Ho! / And she’d be standing next to me / Hey! / 1, 2, 3

I belong with you / You belong with me / You’re my sweetheart I belong with you / You belong with me / You’re my sweetheart Love ‒ we need it now / Let’s hope for some / So, we’re bleeding out  I belong with you / You belong with me / You’re my sweetheart / I belong with you / You belong with me /  You’re my sweet / Ho!

Hey! / Ho! / Hey!

The LumineersThe Lumineers

Belonging. What exactly does that mean? Some people have moments in their lives through an experience where they feel like they do belong, and some have found communities. Some have found it through love. Some still searching. I watched the Golden Globes the other night as did millions of other people. What interested me, what surprised me the most, was how the show had left me feeling. I felt validated by the end of the show. I realized, I was reminded, as people were giving their acceptance speeches once again that I am not alone. I learned that no matter what the amount of success is that one has, however you yourself defines’ success, that everyone struggles. That we all want to belong, to be accepted as much as anyone else. A consistent theme throughout the evening was, ‘Thank you for making me feel like I belong.’

Friends Holding HandsI have been having long conversations with close friends about feeling hopeless, feeling that their dreams won’t ever come true. That being seen for who they really are and what they have to offer to the arts will dissipate to nothing. I belong in that category too. So, what is it that we have to do to reach those goals. To make our hopes and dreams a reality. I come back to community.

Community for me isn’t the definition found while searching google; community for me is what I, what you make it. Who are the people that you trust? The ones you love most. Who is it in your life that would be there for you, who accepts you unconditionally for who you are? Who makes you feel light? Who makes you feel whole? Vulnerability is beautiful when in the right company. When you do figure it out – that is who your community is. Hold those people close. Be cautious. Protect your heart. They help us stay strong. They help us feel like we can conquer whatever it is that we need to conquer. When our hearts are broken, they are the ones who pick up the broken pieces. They take care of us. They know all our darkest secrets and love us more for it. True friendship, true companionship is a gift. Find it. Embrace it.

Holding HandsJessica Hinkson