I have been thinking about belonging.
I recently visited family and friends in the place I left nearly three decades ago. Although I have been to visit many times over the years, for some reason this trip I came back questioning my sense of belonging. I came back very aware that that which I left is no longer home and it unsettled my notion of what home is.
Disorienting as it felt for a moment, it also felt good to step out of my routines and comforts and rattle a little my sense of self and belonging. It was a reminder, as Mooji said that:
“You don’t belong to anything. You don’t belong to anyone. Just Be. Feel your Being first and foremost and don’t compare or compete. Just Be your Being”.
I love that, don’t compare or compete. Just Be your Being. This is the intention for the month, and a lifelong practice…
The wonderful poet David Whyte wrote this, which feels so potent and precise:
This is the bright home in which I live
This is where I ask my friends to come
This is where I want to love all the things it has taken me so long to learn to love
This is the temple of my adult aloneness
And I belong to that aloneness, like I belong to my life
There is no house like the house of belonging
So I invite you to my house of belonging this Friday, July 29 for a sound bath to just Be. Not belonging to anything or anyone. Just Being. Alone and together.