The Art of Being Well-Resourced
If I could change the world in one way I think it would be to ensure that absolutely no one has to go it alone. That every living, breathing being feels supported and well resourced. That when the bottom falls out it’s OK to put your head in someone’s lap. Or at the very least you can make a phone call. And when celebrations arrive you can count on certain folks to be in your corner. This kind of being resourced might be something some take for granted and others have to cultivate, but it feels like it should be inherited by the fact of being a human. However, we live in the most self sufficient country in the world and by a large margin. And also one of the most divided countries in the world. This has fostered a story of isolation for many. Extroverts and Introverts alike. All that being said, I’m wondering what the antidote might be. And what it might have to do with a painted shirt hanging on a fence. So here are my thoughts… First, I wanna pray. I don’t have even the slightest care to your affiliation, I’m just gunna say this prayer out loud…
Dear God and Love of All That Is, Higher, Wiser Self, and any assorted angels or folks who give all the shits in the world for me and all of us, I’m asking for your help. I’m asking on behalf of the entire world, so roll up your sleeves. Couple us up. Shore us up with mutually beneficial others. Give us communities that make sense to what’s important. Or even just tiny groups of people that allow our nervous system to be easy together. Just ordinary folk that have an eye out. Or extraordinary folks who can hold us. What ever it is… thank you very much for helping us figure this out. And we’ll be on the look out and very receptive to receive them! We thank you in advance and promise to be with our ears to the ground and also smiling more in grocery stores. Thanks a million! Amen.
Meanwhile, I’ve noticed that as my receptivity and heart have opened I’ve gathered some allies! A little tribe has shown up in a way that I didn’t know how to assimilate until now! And here’s a thing… Not one of them were physically with me today after a night of no sleep and a day of task, but their voices and support were palpable. Just knowing I’ve got them waiting in the wings and cheering me on was enough to push me to a finish line today that involved paint clothes. When I hung the shirt to dry on the fence I could feel them all for a fleeting moment with their well-timed words, encouragements, and time-commitments to my cause. I’m so very grateful to so many of you who are in this world with your heart lights on! Here’s to being supported, loved and well resourced!! Amen!
“Misty has been an instrumental guide during times of upheaval and challenge in my life. She has helped me witness the truth of what may be happening in any given situation beyond my limited, embodied scope, bringing love, compassion, and healing to bear each time. Misty holds impeccable space for the Divine to provide direct healing and insight to each topic I bring to the table. I am deeply and infinitely grateful for Misty’s profound presence, skill and support!”
