When the horrors of humanity are revealed for all to see, do not flinch. Be a wise witness.
Healing is messy business. Don’t be distracted by drama. Hold the heart centre of your being open to receive what is seen and you will transmute the tragedy into higher learning, deeper understanding, and greater love.
The song of humanity through the ages has always been one tone expressed as many notes and the cacophony of crisis is upon us now like never before. But for one reason and one reason only. That we should take the opportunity to see more clearly and love more fully the all of who we are together. For a new humanity is emerging through the pain and the loss and the remembrance of hard experience.
Nothing is ever truly lost when we grasp the truth of who we are — one tone sung in many notes. And it’s time to sing a new song of humanity. One that acknowledges we are one breath, one pulse, one being rising into the light that is descending upon us the nature of which is revealing what can and must be illuminated for our collective wholeness.
There is nothing to fear. And nowhere to go. We have arrived at the apex of our own unfolding soul to be resurrected back to the divine from whence we have come.
Humanity is simply and inevitably awakening to itself as love. And your heart matters.
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Many women have been responding to the idea that the men in their lives have been “wounded boys” as shared in my blog The Wounded Boy at The Good Men Project. I’d love to hear about your experience! I invite you to download the Story Form I’ve created for you, use it to tell me about your experience, and email it back to me at [email protected]
Let us unite in the truth of our lives and rise!
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