I search for beauty every day. It’s a scavenger hunt for joy that constantly surprises me when I find it in the dark spaces.
As a child I hopped, teetered and jumped over cracks trying not to “break my mother’s back.” All cracks are in the shadows and darkness lives there. But I could always sort the cracks into two categories; emptied or filled.
Tar filled the cracks in my street, like some kind of glue holding the asphalt together. In the hot and humid Midwest sun the tar would turn to goop. My toe prints were evidence of the impression I could leave…until a car drove over my art and left their tread marks behind.
But other cracks were left alone to their own emptiness or their own darkness depending on your viewpoint. Over time the chasms grew or the jagged line extended in length, but always the cracks were black from where the light could not reach. All I knew was that gross bugs lived in those dark cracks and I was really ok not disturbing the ecosystem of the dark.
The cracks of abuse felt so much like these childhood memories of darkness. I was afraid of the dark spaces, of the gaping wounds that scarred me when I felt the chasms get bigger or jagged lines grow longer. And I spent some years searching for my own kind of glue to bind me up. But tar is sticky and smelly and temporary…and hard to get rid of.
And then I remember that darkness and creepy bugs were not the only thing that came out of those sidewalk cracks. With surprising tenacity, something green would rise-up out of the darkness. Grass would fill the gaps and life would find a way to fill the empty spaces.
I wondered, did light find a way in? But the truth was more like this. Somehow a seed was planted in that darkness and when spring came and the ground warmed up with longer days, that seed would split open and life would surge out and keep growing until it reached the light.
Healing is something like that. It is a hidden, mysterious, almost forgotten gift that emerges when the ground begins to warm up, much like finding the right community to heal with.
Living Aspen is that warm spring thaw that simply nourishes the seeds already sown in the darkness by our mysterious God who delights in surprising us with joy, even when we find it in the dark.
I am grateful for all those who have joined our Living Aspen community. Nearly thirty individuals have been a part of our Art Journaling and Yoga programs as they find their way along their healing path. More than fifty of you have become our financial support to continue our work.
And it is with all of you in mind that we say
We are grateful for the trust and hope you share with us as we grow Living Aspen to serve more survivors in 2019.
For Survivors of Abuse:
We invite you to join us in resetting our neurological systems through a consistent practice of Yoga.
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