I farewelled some dearly beloved women yesterday. Not forever and ever. But I left the women’s circle I have been a part of for almost six years. Years of travelling with these women and witnessing their stories and feelings and bodies, and them witnessing mine.
I feel raw today, my heart so open. An exquisite merging of joy and sadness, of leaving the known and stepping into the unknowing. And I am beginning to wonder if grief is actually the experience of having a heart stretched wide, so wide we are overwhelmed by it, and call it pain.
I created a love letter, for these women so dear to me, as a way to say goodbye. I played it while I sat looking at them all, feeling all that arose, all the tears, joy, and so much love. It was such a gift to have said the words at an earlier time, so that in the moment, I could simply feel all that was there. To be fully present to my heart so wide open, and the love flowing towards me from them.
I am posting my love letter, in music and words, here, because it is also a naming of my growth, and a declaration of my love flowing out into the world.
I have a waterfall in my heart, a waterfall of love, flowing out from me into the world. A torrent of love that unfailing sweeps me along in this exquisite journey. I am leaping, free-falliing, and I know myself truly held. Truly safe.