I found this piece on my friend Eve\u2019s altar.\u00a0 It really spoke to me.\u00a0 In California, before I understood what had happened to me, I called these breakings \u201cShipwreck.\u201d\u00a0 I did not see these times as times of recovery and healing, I saw them as failure.\u00a0 I saw them as times of respite, after which I went back into the fray.<\/p>\n
Beautiful Broken Things<\/b><\/p>\n
There is a rest in brokenness.\u00a0 You lie on that hard ground, unable to function as you did before.\u00a0 So you lie there.\u00a0 There are no more \u201cshoulds\u201d because the luxury of self-recrimination was taken from you when you fell and broke to pieces on the earth below.\u00a0 \u201cCannot\u201d doesn\u2019t matter now either. \u00a0All that exists in this moment is \u201cWhat Is Now.\u201d\u00a0 This.\u00a0 And there is beauty in the brokenness.\u00a0 It is a beauty of constellations in the scars, of tides in the tears, the heat of fire in the bleeding of you.\u00a0 In the abrupt quiet that follows an unexpected injury, a sacred silence fills you.\u00a0 And because there is nothing left in you that can create, push, force, be or drive into, there is a blessed empty space, to be filled by something other than all the crazed and busy thinking, the manic achieving, and the over-scheduled hours.\u00a0 This blessed, beautiful brokenness is the prayer that summons the spirit, calls forth the angels, lays us down gently.\u00a0 In these seasons of humble brokenness, we are opened, utterly.\u00a0 There is no protecting yourself here.\u00a0 This is the stripping away of ego-driven, striving conception.\u00a0 Let there be grace.\u00a0 Let there be mercy.\u00a0 Allow the broken places to show you their beautiful rest.<\/p>\n
The broken stick on the forest floor is the branch who earned her rest.\u00a0 I bless the stick.\u00a0 I bless the branch.\u00a0 I bless the rest. \u00a0 \u00a0 \u00a0 \u00a0 Sarah LaRosa 2013<\/i><\/p><\/blockquote>\n
Sometime ago I posted a piece about the Hindu Goddess Akhilandeshvari<\/a>, whose name means “Never-not-broken.”<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"
I found this piece on my friend Eve\u2019s altar.\u00a0 It really spoke to me.\u00a0 In California, before I understood what had happened to me, I called these breakings \u201cShipwreck.\u201d\u00a0 I did not see these times as times of recovery and … Continue reading