take care of what has been
given. Brush her hair, help her
into her little coat, hold her hand,
especially when crossing a street. For, think,
what if you should lose her? Then you would be
sorrow herself; her drawn face, her sleeplessness
would be yours. Take care, touch
her forehead that she feel herself not so
utterly alone. And smile, that she does not
altogether forget the world before the lesson.
Have patience in abundance. And do not
ever lie or ever leave her even for a moment
by herself, which is to say, possibly, again,
abandoned. She is strange, mute, difficult,
sometimes unmanageable but, remember, she is a child.
And amazing things can happen. And you may see,
as the two of you go
walking together in the morning light, how
little by little she relaxes; she looks about her;
she begins to grow.
Poem by Mary Oliver
Sketch by Suzette Winona Summers
While the choice to bring goodness into the world is noble, so too is the willingness to sit with our sorrow; for it is there in the deep, rich soil of our own hearts that we find the jewels of experience and knowledge that will help us transmute difficulties, and help others midwife their highest selves.
The quest into darkness requires bravery and gentleness. When surrounded by a group of women who are present, honest, and supportive this process can be beneficial to all participants. The purpose of Circling Seedkeepers is to empower and teach women how to love, support, and encourage one another as they weave their journey through the heights of joy, as well as the depths of sorrow, and all the mundane paths in between.
Surrounding you in love, light, and blessings,