Not Separate From, But Part Of

Dear Friends,

We are not separate from, but part of.

Last week one of my teachers said those words, and they have stayed with me and in me these past several days.  We were standing on the edge of the woods after a slow walk through said woods.  On the edge of those woods was a busy road.  As we stood there, grounding our feet into the earth and allowing all of our feelings in, she said the reason she liked that spot was because it was a tangible reminder of that truth.  Even when we are going through hard times, even when life feels overwhelming, even when we are feeling so alone in our pain and grief we are not separate from the world around us, but we are part of the world around us.

That doesn’t always feel like the case, right?  Sometimes, when hard times come, we just feel so very alone.  Sometimes we feel like we want to curl into a ball and exit from the world around us.

But what would it feel like to step into the world when those hard times come.  What would it feel like to open our arms and allow others in?  What would it feel like to, instead of separating ourselves, allow ourselves to be more connected to the world around us, allow for collective grief, allow others to stand with us in our pain.

We are not separate from, we are a part of the world around us.

My dear friends, I hope this week we are able to open our arms a little more, and allow the world around us in just a little bit more.

I hope you have an amazing week, and such a happy New Year my friends.

Love 
Krista
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