This weekend I spent much of my time in the studio having intimate conversations and creating with women in person and on Skype. Some of our time was held in sacred silence, where we met ourselves deeply with varying art supplies. Other times we painted, ending our time together with some potent conversation.
What I discovered was, for whatever reason, there are many of us who are not called to attend rallies and demonstrations right now. And even though we are practicing activism in our own ways, we've been feeling like we aren't doing it right. We've even felt a little guilty and some shame for not showing up in the same way as (what feels like) the majority of our country right now.
Not everyone has the time, money, physical strength or desire to attend rallies or protests. However, many of us do recognize the great chasm that exists in the US and know it is time to do something. This has fed our hunger to go within and become curious about the division going on there.
Working in this way is teaching me to listen to myself from a place of the heart. To tune into my body and discover where my energy and interests lie and to not do something simply because I feel an obligation to another or because "everyone else is".
I am realizing there are all kinds of ways to be an activist. One size does not fit all, and that is OK. I am an interior activist and a soldier of Love. I am looking within... doing all I can to end the separation inside myself.