The Second Day: Magic Michigan, On Indulgence, Mystery And Beginning to Find My True Self!

At ZN in Midland Michigan with Colleen, Beth and Sue!

Working Together

We shape our self
to fit this world

and by the world
are shaped again.

The visible
and the invisible

working together
in common cause,

to produce
the miraculous.

I am thinking of the way
the intangible air

passed at speed
round a shaped wing

holds our weight.

So may we, in this life

to those elements
we have yet to see

or imagine,
and look for the true

shape of our own self,
by forming it well

to the great
intangibles about us.

 — David Whyte
from The House of Belonging
©1996 Many Rivers Press

I found myself standing naked in front of my beautiful friend Beth Bryce more than once today. The first time was during a bathroom trip in the middle of the night; I’ve forgotten where I am, skirting her upstairs walls with my cell phone as a guide, I wake up Willy, her dog who wants to investigate. Beth gamely follows. Shit, I think to myself, awkwardly hoping that the lack of light makes me look willowy. Beth doesn’t say anything. I go back to bed and sweat.

The second encounter with nakedness is actually more discombobulating. I’m completely clothed, hanging out fairly rambunctiously in my yoga stuff, we are laughing at the end of a really fabulous day with Beth’s endlessly kind mother Colleen. It’s great. Beth and I have always had this lovely, easy intertwining that has only been accentuated by our physical proximity. Not to be too gushy, but I’m in love with this whole encounter, grateful, basking in the magic that can only happen when two people who were meant to engage do and begin to create, conduct and serve in ways that would have been previously unfathomable.

Suddenly, we are talking about me, who I am, what I’ve done with my life, all that I want to do….I’m having one of those hopes, dreams and aspirations conversations that make me wish I were actually naked. It would be easier. How weird to feel stripped bare by questions; really easy words when strung together evoke an awkward somewhat messy vulnerability that I know so well.  And prefer to look at only sideways, in the darkness of my own bedroom, late at night, alone, where I control the touch in my own head.

Beth is the perfect partner when I make this confession. “I’m sweating and wish I were really naked,” I say. “It would be much, much easier for me. “Really,” Beth asks. And then she starts to laugh, followed by Colleen, and I join in because it’s just so great to laugh together.

This is the magic of creation, of working together of being pulled by the Spirit, guided by the serendipitous loveliness offered up in such small ways each moment of this life of mine. How easy it is to believe and then see, becoming with each breath a more fully formed me; not alone but complete, with my friend upheld, loved, belonging.




About livebig365

Join me as I dive in to the deep end of the pool and challenge myself to live big and love big. What does that mean? In 2012 , I accepted the invitation to push myself beyond my comfort zone, at least once a day, and engaged and responded to my life, or a given situation in my life, in a way that would normally scare the hell out of me. Why did I do it it? Because it was time time to begin, and I was ready! Each day brought a new revelation, lesson, challenge, encounter, a teaching moment, that revealed to me that living big and loving big are uniquely interconnected. Welcome 2013, the year of lovebig 365. Each post was an expression of love experienced, witnessed, inspired, manifested. It didn't always make sense in the moment, and yet its sheer mystery hopefully evoked a beautiful affirmation of life and all of its shimmery brightness; broken up, lovely to behold, tender and full of purpose. 2014, jagged, bumpy, disjointed posts. 2015, silence, and plenty of growth within that silence. Manifesting 2016: The creation of a gathering place for gratitude. Join in the wavering, audacious, unequivocal fun. 2017: Reflection 2018: POWER, MAGIC, TRANSFORMATION
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