I am me, living the truth of my life.

I am not the big organizer.

I am not the activist in the streets.

I am a human, meeting other humans, heart to heart, nourishing souls.

I am the one showing up as I am, meeting others where they are, giving all

of what I can each day, and not giving what is not mine to give.

I am the one who knows how to ask for help, who asks for what I need, who

knows that it creates intimacy to depend on each other, who knows that

taking care of myself is showing the way for others.

I am not the physically strong one, who lifts heavy things, who offers help

with moving or babysitting a whole day.

I am not the one who takes charge in a big group, making sure all

practicalities are done.

I am the one who asks others for doing that.

I am the one who takes care of relations, my own, and others’ when I can

support.

I am the one who stays current, who insists on clearing the field.

I am not the one who creates systems change from within the system, or

from creating new great structures or organizations.

I am the one who changes my systems of relating, who slows down, who

listens deeply, who asks for guidance, who taps into the wider web of life,

asking again and again – what is my part?

I am not the one who pushes through.

I am the stream that finds the easiest ways around obstacles. I am flowing

water, ever so slowly carving my mark, softening my surroundings.

I am the one who brings healing to the world as I bring healing to myself,

step by step.

I am not the one who reads a lot, researches or watches movies.

I am the one who gets my stories from my people, and who learns by paying

attention to my inner life as well as the life of beings around me. I learn

from my and others’ bumps and from how I see communities, people and

other beings of the natural world find their way into flourishing. I learn from

elders, youngers, midlers. From those I resonate with and those I judge.

I am not the one who dances wild and ecstatically.

I am the one who tunes deeply into my body and moves from my deep wild

softness.

I am not the one who has all the knowledge and opinions to engage fiercely

in discussions.

I am the one who bears witness to what divides us as humans, asks questions

and shares my vulnerability.

I am not the one who always welcomes my symptoms with acceptance and

grace.

I am the one who stays true to and moves through whatever emotions come

with it all. I am the one who dances with the mess.

I am not the one who makes love wildly and with nothing holding me back.

I am the one who loves wildly and makes love deeply and mindfully.

I am not the one who walks many miles free and independent with all I need

in my backpack, exploring the world.

I am the one who walks slowly and sits often, meeting the world where I

am.

I am the one who brings my dreams, questions, song, experiences, love,

ideas, care, attention. I am a weaver of places, practices and people.

I am me, living the truth of my life.

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