My heart
OK, so it might be the Four Roses Single Barrel, but I think it’s more likely the meditation and focus on joy for March. Writing in the evening — which is unusual for me.
I’ve been sensing this for a while now — since late 2019 really.
My heart has more capacity than is currently being accessed. It doesn’t feel empty, but rather not as full as it could be.
I have come to realize and accept that for me to feel more complete and satisfied, I have to find ways to give and receive more love.
It is both daunting and intriguing to imagine an existence where an abundance of love exists and it is cultivated and encouraged from within. It can (and will) transcend the limitations and the parameters of the norm. But the norm in the US reflects a puritanical whiteness that is about fear, control, scarcity and sacrifice. It is about the one, not the collective. Joy and happiness do not thrive in its landscape. Hard pass.
My hope is that in this pursuit that those I love and who love me accept that for me to be more me — a truer me — more love in my life is required.
They will always be my heart beat.
*This blog post was written on March 1, 2021.
About The Author:
Jara Dean-Coffey (jdc) is Founder and Director of the Equitable Evaluation Initiative and the Founder of Luminare Group. For the past twenty-five years, she has partnered with clients and colleagues to elevate their collective understanding of the relationship between values, context, strategy and evaluation and shifting our practices so that they are more fully in service of equity. For more about musings + machinations click here.
