If you ever felt called to be a healer, a teacher, a salve for the people, now is your time to come forward.
If you are a word weaver or a light worker or a lender of ears, now is your time to come forward.
If you have been hiding medicine in your pockets, behind your eyes, beneath your tongue, waiting for the “right” time to share it, now is your time to come forward.
If you have been waiting for approval, for validation, for vindication before sharing your most precious gifts, now is your time to come forward.
If you are waiting for the perfect time, the perfect mentor, the perfect plan, now is your time to come forward.
If you can bring laughter, comfort and warmth to the most solemn spaces, now is your time to come forward.
If you have ever been called to use your life for something greater than yourself, now is your time to come forward.
Yes, you might be terrified.
Yes, you might be unpopular.
Yes, you might disrupt the social norm.
But the world needs you. NOW. Come forward. Imperfect. Broken. Uncertain. Raw. Willing. Open.
Lend your gifts to the greater good. Help make the world a better place so we might all be free.”
~ L’erin Alta
I stalked her
in the grocery store: her crown
of snowy braids held in place by a great silver clip,
her erect bearing, radiating tenderness,
the way she placed yogurt and avocados in her basket,
beaming peace like the North Star.
I wanted to ask, “What aisle did you find
your serenity in, do you know
how to be married for fifty years, or how to live alone,
excuse me for interrupting, but you seem to possess
some knowledge that makes the earth burn and turn on its axis-”
But we don’t request such things from strangers
nowadays. So I said, “I love your hair.”
- Alison Luterman
We are meant to soar, something we don’t doubt when we are young, but we forget it as we get “older and wiser.” We learn to be reasonable, cautious, circumspect. But the world needs our youthful courage now.
Even if our wings are weak from being so seldom used, we can start to exercise them, grow them. We may find a new firmament, surprised at how at home we are there. There are things the heart needs to say that we didn’t realize it was harboring. We didn’t know others were waiting to hear our truth, if we can find it and bring it forth.
There are those who will give themselves to this work and those who won’t. It’s a self selecting thing. Those who don’t even have vestigial wings won’t be attracted. Those who imagine and who aspire to foster beauty and a life of deeper meaning won’t be able to stay away.
Poets and artists are adventurers. They explore the inner continents, bringing back marvelous treasures from the soul of the world which lives in all of us. We all need to hear that soulful voice, which comes so readily through the arts.
The world is calling out to us now, calling us to speak truth and create beauty. May we hear the call and answer.
- Anima Fire is my publication