“To acknowledge our ancestors means we are aware that we did not make ourselves, that the line stretches all the way back, perhaps, to God; or to Gods. We remember them because it is an easy thing to forget: that we are not the first to suffer, rebel, fight, love and die. The grace with which we embrace life, in spite of the pain, the sorrow, is always a measure of what has gone before. ” [Alice Walker “Fundamental Difference”] – Standing before my ancestors reminds me I am not a lone martyred saint, but a common man walking a well worn path.
Fat Girl Running blogger Mirna Valerio said “I love my body the most when I am out running, even if it’s hard and even if I’m having a bad day. I know I have my body and it works and it is allowing me to do this thing and so I feel really strong and powerful and in that I feel beautiful.” These words stormed through my mind like an invasion. Have I ever seen my body as beautiful?
“We tie ourselves up with intentions, not mindful of the fact that intention is the limitation, yes, the exclusion of life.” [Carl Jung, The Red Book] Do I ever live an experience? Am I am free to love you without intention?