That is sufficient. It’s true for me, and it is true for you. It is enough simply to be. I am worth it, and so are you.
Whilst I am being, I also do. I find it fun, it feeds me. Through the challenge and experience of doing I find out who I am. I feel a deep joy watching myself grow, discovering parts of myself I had not encountered before, or simply had not understood.
To give you a flavour, some of the things I have done include riding a motorbike from San Francisco to Virginia Beach… the long way round, passing through every national park I could find, staying off the intersate and out of the cities. Not because I don’t like people, oh no. Because time in raw nature gives me a fine sense of what is real, what is valuable, and what is deeply important, and that’s how I interact with people. Way out in the wilds people are not just faces in a crowd. Every person has a story. A story worth listening to. Nobody is ever just a face in the crowd.
For part of my life I made harps for a living, because I understand the harmony between nature and technology, between aesthetics and functionality, between grace and rigidity. Because I’m patient and meticulous, cerebral and sensual, sensitive and practical, and it was a beautiful gift to give to the community. Being able to perceive and honour all those qualities in myself allows me to honour them in other people, and to hold space for them to find their own balance.
There was a time when I made medicine pipes, each uniquely carved from stone and wood, each one a gift from Spirit that flowed through my hands, each a tool for prayer and healing connecting one individual to their highest purpose. The gift has always been there, as each of us has our gifts, and fifteen years of shamanic training helps me to get out of my own way and let Spirit guide.
And one day, way back, when the darkness seemed overwhelming, I began consciously working on myself, and found that I just couldn’t stop…
Life is good. Life is very very good.