I’m so glad you are here. I want to invite you to share your resilience story, and I’d like to share my story. Our stories have the power to inspire each other, together we can bear witness to the pain but also to the healing and the joy. When I ask myself, what has kept me going during these past many months, I come back to the stories of transformation and courage shared by many I love and those I serve. I’ve been inspired by the amazing kindness, wisdom and grace we have shown to each other during difficult times. And I’m always surprised by the infinite number of ways that we each have to steer through adversity. I am incredibly grateful to those who have faced the brunt of the storm.
We can lean on each other and create a new story. Let’s engage in the next step of our collective healing process by recognizing and cultivating the power of our innate resilience.
Please, share your story, tell us what or whom has inspired you, brought you comfort or provided shelter, solace and joy.
You can also download a little booklet on 7 Steps I’ve been walking to cultivate my own resilience and awaken my own healer within.
With gratitude
Bike riding as the sun rises, my old but mighty puppy, my kids of course, and my beloved life partner and best friend
i feel comforted and nurtured by being close to nature, by creativity, and by cultivating important relationships
Furry animals who love unconditionally, feeling the sun on my face, smelling the wisdom of the trees, making things with my hands that give other people joy.
This time that for me has been a time of opportunity in many ways. I have been able to explore loneliness, without feeling alone. Creativity in its different forms, and the best thing has been that I dared to explore in singing, something that I wanted to do for a long time.
Filling myself daily with beautiful things such as meditations, music or listening to the sound of nature, has been a relief from human pain. Staying in your center despite all the daily stumbles has been quite a challenge.
Staying in the moment…everything changes…it’s the simple things.
The scaffolding offered by routines and rituals, especially with opening and closing each day.
Reflecting on the courage and tenacity of my mother and grandmother as well as my Aunts in facing intense relationship dysfunction and disappointment.
Also, looking for clarity/answers within through quiet reflection, writing, listening/reading, vs. asking others their advice…
Family – my son who donated half his liver to me and a daughter and husband that kept a close watch on me round-the-clock during two months of hospitalization; a lifetime full of experiences of changing on a dime; long-time friends and a spiritual community who shared their love, energy, and wisdom. Flowers! Audiobooks! Poetry! My imagination! My stubbornness!