My good friend, Julie, is going through a major life transition right now. (She’s my friend who is looking for a roommate—see previous post Who Wants to Move to Truchas, New Mexico?). So several of us gathered at her home the other day to help her make it her own. And I was just blown away by the power and beauty of strong women coming together to help one of their own. A day that could have been sad was, instead, filled with laughter and promise.
We tore apart what was and recreated it in Julie’s image (she wants you all to know these are “before” photos—the “afters” will come later). We celebrated what had gone before and honored it, letting Julie know that we were there for her process of letting go.
We, all of us, face something in our lives. Each of us suffers losses of one kind or another. But these women, that day, were old enough to know that loss always brings with it some gift. We don’t necessarily see it when we’re in the midst of it, but we’re wise enough to know it’s on its way. As Julie said, “When one door closes another opens.” I had a student once whose retort to that statement was, “Yeah, but it’s hell in the hallways.”
And it can be hell when we’re in the midst of transition. There’s just no getting through to the other side without living it, without grieving and doing the work to do whatever it is that’s asking to be done.
But this is a rather poetic time for endings and new beginnings, I’m thinking. I mean, here we are at the close of an old year, a new one just beginning. All of life seems to be built on this grand scheme: the death of the old making room for the new to be born.
So to Julie and to all of you, I wish a very Happy New Year. There’s just no telling what is waiting to be birthed. May it be blessings beyond your wildest imaginings, creative expressions born from your very souls.
The best in 2012!
Love to you all,
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