Check In and Celebrate

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Photos of TMWY in Germany by Stefanie Kastanie, @RedChestnut

Can I tell you that every one of these photos made my day, each time Steffi posted one on Twitter?  There hasn't been anything quite as powerful for me as these images, from across an ocean and so many miles, to drill into my own mind this truth: we truly are together.

And that just leaves me with joy, wriggling in my lap.

Here are a few lines from my dear friend that I woke up to this morning:

all will be well
all this will be a distant memory then and you'll laugh
at how hard you tried before you remembered finally
at once
you could never not belong
you could never be alone

And it's true, isn't it?

I'd love to use the comments section today to take a collective tally of TMWY pages filled to date and other miscellany.

I'll start.

Things broken in the last 48 hours: 2. Favorite mug and pyrex measuring cup.

Things lost in the last 12 hours: 1. Coffee tumbler at last night's show.

Things found along the way: Upbeat tunes. A way to sit and fold my hands in my lap and trust. Two poems. Finally my way in a friendship. Permission to walk through a season of loss.

TMWY pages completed to date: fifty-three.

Now it's your turn. Please check in with your own categories, your own tally of things to release or to celebrate.  Every comment will be like these photos of Stefanie's--marking the place where our journeys intersect, the moments and ways we are together and need to still, always, be reminded.

Community TMWY pages (running total): 372

 

Jen Sits in a Dark Room, or Week Four of the Journey Together through TMWY

Part Four: The Journey Together from Jen Lee on Vimeo.

I know, I know. The lighting is really less than ideal. I had to lean close to the window just to get this much.  But I'm happy to get it made and posted for you, regardless.

If your journal is still on its way to you, or if you are just beginning with us, our journey together began here.  Take a deep breath, and watch the videos at your own pace--taking plenty of time to write for yourself in between.

In other news, registration for the Integrate Retreat in April opens today.  The last one sold out in a week, so I encourage you to not delay.  You won't want to miss it.

Part Three: The Journey Together

Part Three: The Journey Together from Jen Lee on Vimeo.

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But there's no need for you to be so rushed. Make your coffee, feed yourself something good, and then give this little clip a spin.

Confessions, Part 4: Happy to Forget Who I Am

Our stories are like our fingerprints. Distinct. Like no one else's. Completely unique and completely human. It's why giving people a voice is so important. We NEED everyone's stories. We NEED your story. --Rowena Murillo

I wanted to make sure no one missed this comment that Rowena left on yesterday's post.  It had me saying a loud "Amen!" just before pulling the covers over my head.  I don't understand this dynamic in myself--it seems that knowing you have something the world needs might inspire a person, or spur her to action, but in my case it often feels like the opposite occurs.

I'm so happy to tell other people how important their work is, or how the world needs it.  How they must not give up. And these things are all true.  But often, I'm trying to shirk something off on them--if I can get them to tell stories that change the world, I'll be off the hook from having to do the same myself.  Or I try auditioning for the role of their sidekick, so I can come along for their ride.  If you are wondering how annoying this must be, just ask my friends.  I'm sure they'll be happy to tell you.

This is a mystery to me: why part of me knows exactly who I am and another part tries relentlessly to forget.  There's a possibility that I'm not willing to claim, and a fear that I haven't yet been able to name, and they are skittering through the shadows in my internal attic. 

But I'm onto them now, and the hunt is on.

 

How about you? Over the weekend, use your TMWY pages to hunt for unclaimed possibilities and unnamed fears.  We can share our wounds and triumphs next week.

Part Two: The Journey Together

Part Two: The Journey Together from Jen Lee on Vimeo.

(Pre-recorded with love.)

After an 18-hour travel day, my body is home and my soul is doing its best to catch up.  We're going to be easing ourselves gently into the day over here.

I was moving my pen across the paper at 50,000 feet last night after many days of not doing so. If you haven't been moving your pen across your paper or if you have moved it along your way, we are still together.

And there is nothing wrong.

So this is me, just as I am, welcoming you, just as you are, back to this place where we meet--back to the knowledge that there are always hands to hold us, wherever we are.  Back to the remembrance that we are never alone beyond reach or lost beyond finding.

There is always the journey. And being together is the only way to go.


My store is back on-line, for those of you who have waited so patiently for my return.