The Mindful Bridge

Down hwy 5, 5 hours, 5 days, Hakomi Therapy retreat. It's been twelve years since my training and before River since I've been able to sit in it's circle of community. It took more than three days for me to land, to feel into the one in me who holds vision and the willingness to go as deep as deep leads. Three days of shedding marriage and motherhood, aging and coping, habits and attitudes. And finally, softly, I felt the way I take my 'seat', the way simple presence presides and shines and holds another in illuminated faith. From that place, confusion becomes just another wave on the water, equal and welcome. Not knowing, almost delightful. In that way, engaged curiosity, defenses down, supported, we set off, we sail, we become pilgrims in the most basic way.

Now I'm back and struggling with what happens to that openness in the midst of all the other roles, and how very painful it can be to remain simple and open.

Crossing that mindful bridge...