A Spiritual Midwife During a Dark Spell

Now that I am alert to this November chill, these late autumn doldrums, I see lives being eked out in the shadows all over the place.

It is happening on a global and national level as economies falter and threaten to fail and we come to realize that capitalism might have been some sort of cruel joke. This gathering darkness even after all that shiny hope of only a week and a half ago (can you believe that the elation over our new president has slid into naked financial fear in only eleven days?) is crippling everyone to some degree.

I am watching it happen to the people in my own circles. Relationships are changing irrevocably or are falling away. New illnesses are emerging and some are losing in their battles for wellness. The ability to pretend everything is fine is dissolving. It is time to admit that life cannot continue on this twisting track, at this breakneck pace.

Like I said, I am watching this happen to those around me right now. I find myself wrapped in a blanket of blessing and abundance that I thank the Gods for every day. My friend BlissChick talks about how such good fortune can set us questioning this luck, and sabotaging ourselves because we fear we have been granted “too much blessing.” I completely understand that impulse to throw on the hairshirt and deny ourselves the joy of what we have been given, and have fallen into that trap countless times.

This time around, however, I am able to look at my blessings and comfort as a divinely given shield and solace. I am so well shrouded in a soft cloak of peace that I can stand beside those who suffer and absorb their stories without the interference of my own fears and losses. None of this is to say that I am cleansed from all of the selfish whining that I regret occasionally mars my conversations, but I recognize that I am free of the deeper dramas that others need to be supported through right now. I can strive to be a vessel that takes in tears and offers them back as different brew of solace and hope.

For all that we are all marked by the wheel of the year, but the ebb and flow of nature, I think that we are occasionally chosen to stand outside of time. With all humility, I admit that I am caught in a time of joyful midsummer even as the skies turn a dirty pearl and wasted wet leaves choke the walkways. I give thanks for this role as spiritual midwife, a candle burning in the fog for those who are lost in the early evening gloom.

Have you been given a warmer coat to ward off the first frost? Is it big enough to wrap around a friend who needs it?


5 thoughts on “A Spiritual Midwife During a Dark Spell

  1. Mish November 15, 2008 / 1:42 pm

    It’s as if I’m a tree in a rushing river. I feel the currents pushing every which way, but my roots are strongly grounded. I may sway a bit, but can still offer my limbs to those who need respite or something steadfast to grasp.

    I meant to say earlier, welcome back to posting. I like the new look, especially the banner.

  2. Lisa November 16, 2008 / 5:19 pm

    Mmmmm. Amazing post. Thank you for sharing your perspective.

    I am feeling many of these things. Still working on the cocoon of my own peace and solitude but at times overwhelmed (much too easily these days) with the widespread tragedy that seems to unfold on a daily, hourly basis.

    I’m seeking balance in the midst of what could very readily cause me to spiral downward. However, I’m staying ‘awake’ and in the ‘present’ as much as possible – and focusing on good self care – and indulging in grateful, nurturing pleasures that feed my soul. Only then can I have what I need to give away to others.

    (And, yes, all my comfy warm blankets are coming fresh out of the dryer as I type this. Really!) 🙂

  3. ecoyogi November 17, 2008 / 7:01 pm

    Thank you for your wisdom. What a lovely post! I am so glad to have found your blog through BlissChick. You both inspire me and I am getting closer to thinking I may join you someday with my own blog. For now it’s nice to connect this way.

    Blessings! Be well…

  4. girlwhocriedepiphany November 18, 2008 / 11:26 pm

    Mish – What a perfect image… That’s it exactly. It’s good to be back – I needed the time away to look at blogging, and my world, with new eyes.

    Lisa – I wish you peace and all the wakefulness that you need. What a delicate balance it is – nurturing the self as we remain aware of all that world needs from us.

    Ecoyogi – So glad that you found me too. Would love to read a blog of yours if that is how the spirit someday decides to move you!

  5. Mish November 19, 2008 / 2:54 pm

    Epiphany, I know the feeling. =)

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