It occurs to me that today is a point of balance.
The fall equinox, the point at which the day and night are once again equal.
As I return from Omega Institute, and a weekend of Women+Power, I hear these words echo through my mind.
And the words of another woman follow:
“Men and women need to come together, they need to meet in the middle.”
Those were the words of Anna Quindlen at my Smith College graduation. That was more than fifteen years ago, and Anna’s message on feminism stuck in my head like glue. I have never forgot that directive.
And, this weekend, from all the speakers and leaders and visionaries I heard the sound of another equinox, another balance forming.
It seems there is a calling to the world, a cry for action, a new vision forming that is bigger than us all.
It is a cry for help for some. A battle cry for others. And a good old fashioned painful gut wrenching cry for some.
But this time it felt different. I am left with the feeling that it is time for the magic to take hold. It is time for healing to happen. All around the world. For the world.
It seems we are in a new season. Might it be the point at which the day and night are once again equal?
To be fearless without instilling force. To do what is right and necessary. All around the world. For the world.
Or, maybe, I was just dreaming.
A tree doesn’t contemplate where to grow.
It just grows.
Whether you are a masculine or feminine, here or there, near or far, it seems the natural thing, the next step, the necessary action is for all of us to grow.
Through every season.