Meeting the Moment

Honoring each moment fully & wholly is the only way to live an embodied life

Simpler times. Taken by me, Summer 2024.

Hi friend,

How’s your breath? How’s your heart?

I tried to write something smart and articulate for you this week. Really, I did.

I sat down diligently every morning and wrote for 30-45 minutes. I got about 700 words into a newsletter that was meant to dive deeper into embodiment, a topic I touched on in last week’s letter. It was about how our disconnection from our environment and sense of place is a big part of disembodiment, and how we can start to look at the divisiveness we see in the world as a product of this disconnection. I even had quotes from scholars and researchers.

It was teetering on the edge of being political, but isn’t everything these days?

Maybe I’ll finish that letter and send it to you one day. Maybe not.

Part of my job as a therapist is to listen for the things that aren’t being said. I’m always curious about the emotions and internalized beliefs hanging out in the in-between spaces; the somatic experience unfolding right alongside a client’s words. What’s happening for you right now?

So this week, I thought I’d focus on the things hanging out underneath the words. To let the part of me that wants to wrap up the human experience in a nice little bow and share it with you in a clean, organized weekly letter rest.

Because experience on earth is really fucking messy sometimes, and lately it’s been feeling extra chaotic, hasn’t it?

My political friends will talk about the upcoming election and the spread of lies and misinformation. My environmental friends will talk about hurricanes and climate change and warming temperatures. My woo-woo friends will chalk it up to the big eclipse season that just unfolded.

They’d all be right. But what’s more present for me right now is less about understanding it all and instead actually feeling and being with this one very important, very life-changing question:

What’s here now?

I’ll go first. Here’s what’s here for me:

Moments where it takes all the energy I can muster to hold in a scream at the grocery store.

Moment’s of driving along a New Hampshire road and feeling completely disoriented from the political whiplash of seeing one house with Trump signs in the yard and the next house with Harris flags hanging from the porch.

Moments where I stop checking things off the to-do list to just sit and cry about hurricanes and flooding and warming waters.

Moments when my feminine rage rears it’s head and the only question that’s left in my head and heart is, “Why don’t men listen to women?”

These moments have asked me to sit in grief and anger and rage and sadness. They’re messy. They’re constricting. They’re devastating.

And yet…

These moments are almost always met with other moments. Moments of a very different hue:

Moments where I hold my 2-year old nephew in my arms and smile uncontrollably at the innocence of his big belly laughs.

Moments where I’m surrounded by the brilliant colors of fall foliage; deep reds and golden yellows, knowing that the trees will soon be bare but in this moment, they are simply magnificent.

Moments when my husband is laughing while I cry earnestly at the genuineness of The Golden Bachelorette. “What?! They all deserve to find love!” I declare as I wipe the happy tears off my face.

Moments when I close my eyes in meditation and I swear I can feel the expansiveness of life itself in the simple act of an intentional inhale and exhale.

These moments ask me to orient towards joy, laughter, play, and innocence. These moments are pure. They’re light. They’re silly. They’re abundant.

I could have pushed through these moments and these emotions to finish the much more professional letter about embodiment that’s currently sitting in my drafts folder.

But that wouldn’t have honored the very question that embodiment asks us to answer:

What’s here now?

For me what’s here now is the full range of human emotions that are demanding to be felt fully and wholly. By sitting with what’s here now, I’ve come to trust that all these moments will pass just as predictably as the daily rise and fall of the sun in the sky. No need to get too attached to one moment over another - no need to compare or judge.

They’re all just moments, after all.

So I’m curious, what are you moving through? What are you noticing? What’s here now?

If you feel brave, I’d love to hear what’s here now for you in the comments. I’ll meet you there.

Xo,

The Part That’s Meeting the Moment, again and again and again

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