Sacred Journey: Fathers, Joy, Friends

Hello my lovely Sweeties,

How’s your week going? Check in with yourself right now in this moment. How are you feeling?

It’s time for another stop on our Journeys, a check-in with one another. A place of hugs, gentle soothing whispers, songs of triumphs and you-can-do-its.

“It is good to have an end to journey toward; but it is the journey that matters, in the end” – Ursula K. LeGuin

So let’s have a chat about where we are right now.

If you follow me on my personal facebook account (if not, feel free to add me as a friend) then you might’ve noticed that I was a bit bummed last Sunday on Father’s Day. The sad feelings of missing out on something I never got to have didn’t last as long as they had in previous years. I grew up not knowing my biological father and my grandfather disappeared from my life when I was around twelve so there’s a hole where that father figure should be. The thing that made me feel a bit better about the whole thing was telling my friend, who’s the father of three great kids, how much I appreciate the wonderful job he’s doing. Allowing myself to redirect my feelings in a positive way really helped me feel better about the entire situation.

I’ve been very happy lately. I love those moments in life where you just joyfully plod along without a care in the world and everything just seems to fall into place. I think that my one night stand with joy has turned into a full fledged relationship! Wish us luck! I hope that this week you have embraced joy, I’d love to hear what made you joyful.

Something that has touched me deeply is the movie For Colored Girls. It’s the story of nine African American women who’s lives are interwoven. It was a very powerful movie. Having never seen the play or read the book, I really didn’t know what to expect going into it. The movie made me cry, the poetry of the movie was truly beautiful and heart-touching. You know that feeling that you get in your soul that gives you goosebumps and makes you shiver? I got that watching it. I especially loved the theme of sisterhood that was woven throughout the story. Women coming together to support one another is a beautiful thing to me. I never realized that one of my favorite quotes: “I found God in myself and I loved her. I loved her fiercely.” Originated from the book. Love.

Speaking of sisterhood, I began regularly talking to the friend I’ve mentioned before. Our friendship ended terribly last year and I’ve missed her desperately the entire time we weren’t speaking. I was very heartbroken over it. Talking to her again has made a lot of things clear in my head. I realized that we’ve completely grown apart and are in different places. Talking to her has made me see that I didn’t really miss her, I missed what I wish the friendship was, I missed the good times (which were few and far between in reality), and in my mind I had built it up into something that it wasn’t. I realize that now and it gives my soul a bit of peace. There’s an emptiness and a hollowness in our words to each other. It’s friendly and polite and I am happy that we can be that. However that connection that we had (or that I imagined we had) isn’t there. That’s totally okay and I think making peace with that has really helped lift my mood these last few weeks. I feel like all of these months I’ve been mourning a giant hole within me only to now realize that it isn’t there anymore. Growth: it happens whether you want it to or not.

So this week I ask you, what struggles are you having? What are you loving, enjoying, reading, creating? What are you proud of? What have you struggled with? What epiphanies have you had? If you have a blog, post the link to your favorite post of the week. If you like to photograph, let us see the picture! I love to spend just a few moments with you, sharing in your life and in your journey. Feel free to share this on Facebook and Twitter, invite your friends to take a moment to share their journey and to share in ours. This is a place of oodles of love and acceptance!

Much love to you sweet soul.