May your Muchness always find a home
a poem
I pray you find widening circles of belonging.
I pray you can feel into this never-ending well– where rivers seemingly fragmented flow to the ocean, finally together. A harmonious home for all the creatures of the water.
I pray that conformity never finds you. May your brilliance shine amongst all the stars, together and at right-distance. Our gravity never collapsing us into homogony. The space between us never leaving us fully alone.
Can you feel the cosmic way of things?
There is room for you.
There is room for us.
This ecosystem is designed for difference.
I pray you retain your You-ness. I don’t need you to dull your shine, or polish-away your rust. There is a place for you, right here.
I pray on the day of your birth, and even now, there is a chorus of resonant sound:
Welcome! Welcome!
It’s You! It’s You!
We’ve been waiting for You.
We’ve made a place, right here among us, for You!
I pray you feel the minerals made of Earth in your toothy smile. And the waters inside your veins, which once were clouds just last week. I pray you feel the roots of the Grandmother Tree as it reaches from your heart to your Hara. I pray the creature inside you can protect itself like wolf and watch like eagle and find a cozy home like a bear in the winter.
I pray the Muchness of you always finds themselves welcome in this world. Be diminished none. There is room for you here.
Can you feel the space already made just for you?
May your Muchness always find a home.
Home and belonging are perpetually sensitive topics for me, especially during the holidays. Which is why it’s such a central piece of the 3 Sacred Sundays of Muchness.
If you feel similarly, you’re invited to join us in reclaiming your own belonging– be it not with your family/religion/community of origin, this will support you to find it beyond.
I’ll leave you with one of my favorite quotes on the topic:
“Our longing for community and purpose is so powerful that it can drive us to join groups, relationships, or systems of belief that, to our diminished or divided self, give the false impression of belonging. But places of false belonging grant us conditional membership, requiring us to cut parts of ourselves off in order to fit in. While false belonging can be useful and instructive for a time, the soul becomes restless when it reaches a glass ceiling, a restriction that prevents us from advancing. We may shrink back from this limitation for a time, but as we grow into our truth, the invisible boundary closes in on us and our devotion to the groupmind weakens. Your rebellion is a sign of health. It is the way of nature to shatter and reconstitute. Anything or anyone who denies your impulse to grow must either be revolutionised or relinquished.” ―Toko-pa Turner
In Muchness,
Madison
This is an excerpt of my email series, The 12 Days of Muchness - Day 4, which gives people a taste of the upcoming 3 Sacred Sundays workshop series.
Register for the workshop series right here.
