Ever since I went to this remarkable event, summer camp for “makers and world shakers”, I have been mulling the subject of belonging. Come to think of it, as long as I can remember, belonging has been the organizing theme of my life.
Looking for it. Yearning for it. Struggling for it. Working for it.
I think there’s a core wound in most of us around belonging. I sure feel it deeply.
I have sweet moments where I think maybe the medicine for the yearning is right there is the yearning. The medicine of knowing that this is a shared experience, this hunger to belong.
Maybe it comes from forgetting the capital “T” Truth of our oneness, our connectedness, our fundamental belonging to each other.
And maybe it’s good that it hurts, because the pain wakes us up so we remember the bigger truer thing. Continue reading