How are you, my friend?
I’m sending this beautiful poem along to anyone who may need it — for yourself or for someone you love.
Are you surprised that I called this a “Celebration Moment” and included a poem about grief?
I hope not.
I hope you’ve been walking by my side for long enough that you know how I feel about celebrating all aspects of who we are and all the feelings of being human — even the hard and messy and keening and weepy ones.
I want us all to take a moment and re-define for ourselves what the word “celebration” can mean.
It can be a way that put hand to heart and honor all of who we are. It can be the way we whisper, “I’m here with you” to ourselves when we are sad.
Celebration can mean that we are planted firmly in the here and now and allowing ourselves to feel all the human feelings.
My teacher, Cheri Huber, always says, “It is hard to be human. Please be kind to yourself and everyone you meet.”
This poem — posted up above— by my dear friend, Rosemerry, reminds us that we can all get the weighed down feeling of grief, as if we cannot move. And that is exactly the moment to treat ourselves with extra tenderness.
Also, if we can be vulnerable and open up to others when we are in that space, we never know when we will help someone else open up to their own vulnerability and grief.
I always say, if you are having a hard time, reach out for help.
If you are energized and feeling good, reach out to someone who needs help!
We’re all in this together.
There’s nothing to be afraid of.
You are safe. You are loved. You are not alone.
What are we celebrating in this moment?
That we are here, together, supporting one another on this journey. We can show up smiling, weeping, laughing, angry, worried, uncertain.
It is okay.
Everything is human.
I love you and am cheering you on, always.
Celebrate everything you are and feel.
Thanks for who you are.
Seek celebration — even in the dark corners,