mid-year reflection.
Hello peeps!
It feels a bit surreal to write during this time of the year. I recognize that this year doesn’t mean much more than a shifting page on the calendar except with it also comes a collective consciousness of hope, prayers of peace and intentions for growth. And that, I believe, is where the shift happens.
There is great power in hope. In deep belief that better days are ahead of us. There is massive strength in intention. With it brings a listening ear, seeing eyes and an open heart for where to live out of that intention.
We also know that after a year like 2020 and the second half of 2021 whatever we think we can control and aspire to is ultimately outside of us and yet, here we are. We not only survived but I’m sure in many areas, ways that most likely surprised us, we thrived.
2020 was a year of great discomfort. Because we felt the lack of control so fundamentally and daily, I’m sure many of you, like myself, felt the body tightening anxiety and apathetic ache of depression at times. Every day revealed death, suffering and an end to normalcy. The privileged and comfortable lenses that hid my eyes from injustice fell away, the world will never look the same. And still, beauty exists. We may have had to look harder or see it in simplicity; like a perfectly made cup of coffee, a profound sentence that shifts us to the core, or a sweet cherry tomato is grown in your garden. But it’s there.
In that great discomfort and disease, I found a truer version of me. And I’m certain many of you could say the same.
As the calendar has steadily, albeit slowly, marched towards the second half of the year, I’ve thought often of myself standing at the cusp of the first half of 2021. I imagine myself like Ebenezer Scrooge, getting visited by a ghost from the future. This ghost paints a dire picture of the coming year. The death, loss, heartbreak, isolation, financial stress, division… okay, I’ll stop.
I would have punched that ghost in the face and ran for cover.
I can’t help but think that had I known all that was to happen in the past few months I’m not sure I would believe it to be survivable and yet here we are.
We survived and I truly believe that in many ways were stronger than ever. I’m taking that truth with me into the new year and all the years to come. Whatever comes we can survive it. Even when it feels un-survive-able. Hour by hour. Day by day. And in a few moments of grace, you’ll forget you’re simply surviving and you’ll notice goodness, beauty, love and these are the things that keep pushing us forward.
So I am leaving the first half of 2021 plans without resolutions. Without specific goals. Instead, I want to focus on the values and intentions I want to bring to every day. How I see the world and what I can bring to it; are the things I can control.
One of the resounding values that I hold dear is to find beauty every day. I hope that perhaps together we can find and bring beauty to a world that so desperately needs it.
May the remainder of the year will be great for all of us.
Much loves,
EMIR xx
