Liberat.es
It cycles…
…you know? Our experience, no matter the times — but maybe especially during times such as these. I liken it to a spiral; perhaps on an angle. We go up, and we go down. We feel ready to meet the day, and we feel like pulling the covers off of us in the morning is the last thing we want. It cycles month-to-month, week-to-week, etcetera. You know the drill.
I’ve been lucky to be in an intimate space with some new (as well as a couple of old) friends during this time. They are men who showed up for the men’s group I’m offering. We meet once a week in the morning. We connect. We support each other. The cycle is apparent here. And there can be a synchronicity to it. We’re traveling together, it turns out.
Personally, the last couple of days were rough. Not horrible, but rough. I had some stories pop up that made it a bit harder to be present than I’d like. I’ve had worse, but you know, I’d prefer the easeful days. Today was more easeful.
It cycles, you know?
Here’s the thing, wherever any of us is at any given point is okay. We can be angry or afraid or sad or disappointed or dispondant or bereaved or dejected or cynical or joyful or eccstatic or on and on and on. It’s all what it is1, and that has to do. I’d say we’ll get through this together, but that’s not entirely true. We are all going to get through this in ways that we get through it. We’ll all have the experience we have. If we can make room for each of us to do that, I suspect we’ll have come a long way.
Let’s see if we can make that happen.
And the cycle goes on.
I’m tempted to say ‘it’s all good,’ but that’s often not true. So it is what it is.↩