The River Cannot Go Back
Today marks three full months since the start of Year of Dana. Before leaving my job, a dear friend kindly offered much needed wisdom. She suggested in the first few months, to give myself permission to have nothing planned, intended, and lined up. She encouraged me to let my heart guide my way once I stopped and became still. I took this advice seriously. So when many people asked what the first couple months would hold, I would simply shrug and respond,"I don't know. My only intention is to wake up each day and do as my body and heart need." A total surrender to the river flow of life, to what is. Since April 3, surrendering has seemed like the only way, as both worlds outside and inside of me have totally shaken and transformed. Outside of me. A pandemic, disruptively waking up mother earth and our global eco-system. A racial justice movement for Black lives, shocking the minds and hearts of unconscious individuals and broken systems. Both disruptions remain to be