It was lovely to tune into the recording and be nourished in so many ways.
The box of shadows song, the bitter medicine and truth, the movement, the shares were all so beautiful. Thank you for creating this.🤍
For some reason, this short poem bubbled into awareness and I wanted to share that. Also, somehow an unexpected painful experience that was partially digested revealed something more about being human as I was listening to the recording. Appreciating that, as well.
The Uses of Sorrow by Mary Oliver
(In my sleep I dreamed this poem)
Someone I loved once gave me
a box full of darkness.
It took me years to understand
that this, too, was a gift.