A Time for Depth

Depth. How many of us live from our depth, from our essence? Truly ourselves, truly alive, spirit and matter fused?

Our depth scares the shit out of us. Who would we each be if we lived from our deepest knowing, our deepest seeing, our true self expressed - no fear, no shame, no smallness? Ditch the lies - the lies we tell ourselves in order to keep ourselves safe, keep the world in status quo that only seeks to buffer us from who we could be. From our power, our greatness, our bigness.

Yes, I have run from my depth. Wanted to hide it. Play small. Stay safe. No risk. Too easy to survive, too easy just to get by.

But there's too much to lose. We suffer when we hold back our gifts. Our truth. Our seeing. Our knowing. Our hearts. When we hide from God, we hide from ourselves, never knowing who we really are.

Who are you, really? What do you hide? From yourself? From others? Who would you be if you cut the bullshit? What do you really want? Diving beneath the surface. Risking everything for the sake of love, bringing more love into the world.

Tonight I sat with seven men, men with courage, men with heart. They have begun this journey to know and live from their depths. They have screamed, cried, shared. They have loved. I salute them. I give gratitude for them. There is hope.

There is hope.