Resiliency…this word has weighed hard , rolling around in my mind endlessly for the last few months. I have not been present in this space for far too long, but I won’t get into the details, as I am sure that its not the important part. Sometimes in life, what we believed to be ‘true’ can make it quite clear that we have been mistaken. Sometimes one thing after another occurs, and truly, the best you can do is surrender to the crashing and burning happening at your feet, while hanging on tightly in your heart to the idea that every day brings an opportunity to heal.
I have been pondering what is it that makes some of us so resilient, and some of us, well…just- so- not? Is resilience static, dictated by our nature, or something one can cultivate? And if it can be cultivated ( yippie!) , then why is it so difficult for some? I read somewhere once there exists four cornerstones of resilience: compassion, acceptance, openness, creativity…( my apologies…for not crediting the writer…I cannot recall!). I believe this to mean that we must be kind to ourselves for whatever may have brought the disaster we are experiencing, we accept that it is really happening, instead of living in denial, we are open to whatever there is to learn from the experience, and choose to use our creativity to find solutions. That, and we can give ourselves ( and others) grace.
I believe the beauty of being human is that we have the ability to do just that. When the world feels like it is coming to an end, and it feels like we will never be whole again, we can remember. We can remember that we are children of Mama Nature, Creator, God, and no matter what, there is a bigger picture. For myself , I will always lay me down on the earth. Our Earth mama is the original source of resilience. She can absorb and transform. Her rivers and winds will carry away the darkness. She sings a lullaby that will remind you that there is so much beauty in a new day. Beauty in eyes that can see. In feet that can carry me forward. In breath that can carry gratitude and light into to the tiniest and darkest of spaces.
For grace, I am thankful.
Tell me, how do you find resilience?…I want to know the gorgeous mosaic of human ways!