Our Story of Belonging
I’m taking Mari McCarthy’s 27 Days To Health & Happiness eBook course and I’m on Day 1. Following her journaling prompts, I found my self examining my idea of belonging. Some of that was surfacing in my last post,”Tribe of the Sacred Heart” (be sure to read the comments, there a surprise there too) . In today’s freewrite, I realized that there has been a long cycle of belonging and not belonging in my life. When I was young, my ‘not belonging’ to my biological family and the established roles and structures led me to other groups, in each of them I learned more about who I am and who I’m not. Each led me deeper into the layers of my self. Until I have found my self belonging to very little . This feels very lonely but I as I look back I realize that while I am shedding the skins of what I am not, I am simultaneously creating a new existence. That is my place of belonging.
I belong to a generation that has moved past the walls that bind me to my past and separate me from a future of my own creation. I belong to the generation that has moved into open territory, drawing courage from unseen generations in the past and the future that whisper for us to create a new place of belonging from our dreams. I belong to the generation that will morph the stories of the past, leaving room for the wisdom of the generations to build upon.
I belong to the tribe of women who have shed their limitations, in spite of the pain that it took to do so. I belong to the generation that is true only to the living of Truth– even when this has meant that what we thought was True a moment ago, has changed and morphed as we have. I belong to the tribe that realizes that the Truth changes when we do, so we seek change and transformation as a path that draws us closer to the heart of Creation.
I belong to my Self, who is constantly teaching me, shaping me and revealing her self to me. I belong to my creative ability, my art, my songs and my stories. I belong to the potential that waits to be created — through life, through community, through art, through stories and songs.
I belong to the generations. I belong to my ancestors and to future generations; my children and grandchildren. I belong to the generations as they also morph and change into the creative expression they need to be. I belong to the many faces that will build on the thoughts and dreams that we have shared with them.
I belong to the face of the Divine as she presents her self to me through art, my children, my songs and my stories. I belong to Life as She dances through my life and transforms me with her songs and stories and her creative ability.