DAY 17: SURTHRIVE 💪🏽
Yesterday I listened to a podcast and the guy was talking about how 20, 30, 50 years ago we lived next door to & readily interacted with people who had varying points of view, skin color, religious+political preference. It made us more open-minded, aware, opinionated and - not tolerant - but ACCEPTINGLY LOVING.
We didn’t think being right was most important.
Now, 90% of the world live amongst those who look like us, our Instagram feed are those who think like us, and anything else is simply not welcomed in our world. We have morphed into groups that define us with little interaction from the outside. We can eliminate anyone from our lives with a simple click.
I remember a few years ago I had to return to Charleston after my 1st ever women’s gathering and the vast majority of women were going back to Hawaii or So Cal or areas where their entire community looked, dressed, acted, and earned similarly. They were sharing all these “primitive skills” and getting deep into “ceremony” but it was clear their privilege and life surrounded by essentially clones of themselves allowed them to preach what they could easily live without challenge.
There was little diversity in their daily lives.
Now, I was drawn in so I’m clearly not hating! I worshipped them and wanted to be accepted as One of Them.
I wasn’t. FYI. ((Thankfully)).
I remember distinctly one woman laughed and told me the southeast “really needed me”, that my work was there and not in LA or a spiritual paradise. When I told her I wanted to move to a place closer to that community, she just stared at me.
I wasn’t welcome.
I wasn’t like them. And I looked straight at her and my heart broke within the sisterhood for the first of 1,000 times. She had no idea what being a witch in the Deep South meant.
I understand why my life has happened the way it has.
And I haven’t survived.
I am SURTHRIVING.
I offer my perspective and know it isn’t the entire Truth rather the totality of my personal experience.
I choose to live as a thriver never using my past as a crutch.
How are you thriving?
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