It Didn't Have To Happen—But It Did

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I had a moment of deep surrender back in November

Life delivered a rupture to me and asked how I would handle it 

It was a thing that in no way had to happen!

[I got myself into an accident and ended up with pretty bad injuries to my left eye—a story for another time 😊]

This thing that happened
I did not handle it well at first

And my mind berated me
Listing all of the things I could have done differently
Marveling at the silliness of it all—this most definitely did not need to happen!

And yet it did

And here I was
Stuck in my judgy and fearful mind

 
And then I woke up and remembered

I don’t have to like what happened
Or want what happened

But I can accept and surrender to it happening

Because struggling with it
Only makes it worse

It takes the clean pain of it actually happening

And amplifies it by creating the dirty pain of struggle

Which causes even more suffering 


And so I dropped the struggle with this thing
And I accepted and surrendered instead

Slow at first and then deeper

And through it I learned to hold myself more profoundly
As the Divine Masculine
As my Self

I held myself in the trauma
Unhooking from all the things my mind told me that were not helpful

And I was able to find the gift in this recent rupture

To be able to be with and go into a rupture
That’s literally
on
my
face

Screaming to be seen

To feel into what it’s like for a woman
For anyone
To carry a trauma so present

The gift is that it strengthened my ability to be with and in anything
Including most definitely this pandemic time

With self-compassion and self-love

 
In the days and weeks and months that followed

I found myself also surrendering to how the wound has been slow to heal in some ways

To how it scares me to think about what it will be like to actually see my face age as time goes by
(And to unhook from my mind’s judgment that I’m superficial for caring about such things)

And I’m able to go past what I look like on the outside
Past the thought that the scar tissue under my eye still hasn’t gone away
Even past what I might look like as I age

I go through it all
Right into bringing out more and more
Of the deepest part of me
The timeless part of me
And the reason I’m here

To teach about and hold space for rupture and
surrender and acting as the deepest part of ourselves
The part that is here to live a full and vital life
—in the midst of whatever happens

While learning to unhook over and over again
From every unhelpful thing our minds will say to try and stop us from doing that ✨

Much love to you 🙏🏻❤️