Our guest blogger Katie Linder isn’t alone in wrestling with how to use social media in a life-giving way. We so appreciated her perspective, we asked if we could share it with our community. We’re delighted she said yes!
Healing occurs in using our creative gifts, being with a loving community of women and sharing those gifts with others. I truly believe this love goes a long way. Like the butterfly flapping its wings in the Amazon helping with global environmental health, so too could a loving card at the right time and right place bring life to someone who feels lost and forgotten.
A group of women gathered together to celebrate the season and reconnect with our bodies and souls. It was such a beautiful way to head into the Christmas weekend, acknowledging and celebrating the darkness that comes before the light. I felt so grounded and relaxed after this event, and also excited and eager for the magic of the Christmas holiday to come. For me, the most wonderful outcome of this event came the next morning, when I found out that we had raised enough money to help purchase yoga props for the mamas to be at Elizabeth House.
Each New Year, many women put weight loss at the top of their New Year’s Resolution lists. We, as women, are told we aren’t enough and something drastic must change in our physical appearance to be our best. But we are enough, exactly as we are.
All the hype about “Think Pink” during October’s breast cancer awareness push is as much to benefit companies using the slogan as it is to increase awareness. I’m grateful for awareness that allowed me and other early diagnosis patients to live full and long lives post-cancer, but I’m not buying any pink products. If I want to give money to raise awareness or research I’ll give it directly to the ones providing those services.
I was reminded that everyone has a story behind their story and I pondered why it is so easy for me to forget that everyone has deep personal truths lurking beneath the surface, like a treasure chest waiting to be unburied from the sand. A person’s willingness to share their story is one of the things I most value in life but sometimes I forget to ask the right questions or to ask any questions at all…mostly because this icky little voice inside tells me that they don’t really want to talk to me anyway or chides me with the idea that I’m too busy with fill-in-the-blank to listen.