Just got back from a whirlwind training and retreat in Savannah, GA. While we were there, my new friends and I were marveling over how well we got along, how easy it seemed to open up and share, to spend time together, to accommodate each other, to spend time in common space. These are things that have not always been easy for me, and yet I came away from my 6 day trip with soul sisters. I shared things with this group of women I hadn’t told anybody before. And then I came home, and found them all online where we gather every day to greet, share, and encourage. And I stand in wonder, so tempted to think it was the way we came together. It was the power of the gathering that made the difference… but my wise self knows better.
Now I know that they may not like me. They can like or dislike the real me, that’s fine. It’s my opinion that really counts and the more ME I am, the more these people who love that just seem to appear. I also know I will screw up; yup, I will make mistakes in front of and sometimes TO these people. They may find my mistakes impossible to forgive. Yup. That’s how it goes when you actually do things instead of waiting for the right time, with the right people, in the right place, when all of the super elusive criteria have been met. I will make mistakes and they will be okay with it or they won’t. I may disappoint them, but I won’t disappoint myself nearly as often.
My friends, it’s opening day. Well heck, it’s a little past opening day, but I’m finally feeling it. I’m feeling like I know who I am and I really like that woman. I’m feeling like I don’t care so much if other folks don’t. Don’t want to hurt anybody, but nobody’s everybody’s cup of tea, right?
So soul sisters, I thank you. I thank you for your gentle encouragement as I ripped off the band-aids. I thank you for the examples you showed me of strength, vulnerability, leadership, awareness, connection, wholeheartedness, and love. I still have so much to learn, but this one, I think I’ve finally got it. And I am so glad.
