Is it possible that the forced slowing and shutting down has within it the grace of a sacred pause that allows for deep listening, for cultivating deep belonging, and co-creating solutions for leaning into this Great Turning?
Whatever our mountain is right now, whether cultural or personal, we will look back someday and ask ourselves, how did I even do that?!!
But we know the answer. And we keep walking.
Sometimes a giant freaking wave comes and wipes the slate clean. But often it’s many successive smaller waves slowly eroding the the old.
What emerges in the fruitful darkness?