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Day 267: lovemore monday :: you never know who you might be sitting next to

24 Sep

As you know, I entered this year determined to be fearless. But, I don’t want more fear or less in my life.  I want more love.  So I made up a new word, lovemore!   That’s why Lovemore Mondays are here.

Today’s Lovemore Monday is a love story about a small world.

This weekend at a gathering of Women+Power at Omega in Rhinebeck, New York, in the middle of a gather of women the likes of Sally Field, Eve Ensler, Elizabeth Lesser, Majora CarterSister Joan ChittisterPat MitchellGail StraubManisha ThakorLoung Ung … and more. 

I sat down to lunch at a table full of women. The woman next to me began chatting and we engrossed in a lovely conversation.

She asked me where I grew up, to which I answered my usual quick, pass over, brush aside statement. “Oh, Idaho, out West.”

I do this because people on the East Coast have NO IDEA where Idaho is located. (HINT: it is not in the Midwest, we did not grow corn in my backyard, and it does not border Iowa).

She abruptly stopped me and said, “Wait, where did you grow up in Idaho?”

I looked shocked. Nobody EVER asks me WHERE I grew up in Idaho. Rightly so, since most can barely located it on the map.

“Twin Falls.”

She gave me a big smile back and then announced that she grew up two towns over in Wendell.

It turns out her brother was one of my doctors when I was sick with cancer.

I went to high school with her niece and we played on the basketball team together.

What are the chances of that?

It’s a good reminder that somehow, somewhere, no matter where you sit — on stage in the limelight, in the front row, or hiding out seemingly invisible in the very last row — we are all connected.

It’s a small world after all.
You never know who you might be sitting next to.

And, that’s why, on this Lovemore Monday…
I. Love. It.

Day 266: falling into the equinox

23 Sep

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.

This morning as I looked out on the forests, trees, and water sitting on the face of the earth and the grounds of Omega, it occurred to me that the natural order of things always knows what to do. 

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.

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