The Messy

May wonder disarm you. May stillness burrow into your being. May grace intrude to soften hard edges        of giving and receiving care. And may the holy bewitch you,        in the midst of all               your messy wholeness.

The term ally implies I am not directly involved.I am not an allybecause it is not so simple as black and white. because this is not a war, not an us vs. them.The struggle is this: us vs. us, freedoms and futures intertwined like roots of plantsgrown in the same pot.

This post is inspired by a question from a friend. I experienced trauma in my childhood. Beginning in college, I have done footwork, with help, to heal those wounds. My friend knows this history, and so asked me what helps when past trauma makes itself known in the...