I don’t want to undermine the use of the word epiphany. It feels as though it holds a special weight to it. It has been applied to some of humanities greatest discovers and societal shifts. However I think I can reflect on small personal epiphany moments that have punctuated my year through my daily practice. Moments of true clarity and realisation.
The power of awareness
The feeling of being carried somewhere different because of someone else’s decision
The transformative power of change even when it is painful
It isn’t always bad to focus on yourself
The complexities and varieties of love, intimacy and friendship
That sometimes it doesn’t always fit
Shades of light and dark are needed
that sometimes it just is what it is
that words don’t always work (for me)
To stop and really take the time to look listen and be
That the connections will stay if they are meant to stay no matter what distance you put between them.
From the beginning I have known that my birthday would consist of me holding hands with my mum, which I did, oddly it has left me with a consistent small voice in the back of my head pondering how and where I might hold hands with my dad.
Oh and my birthday present to myself was to choose not to hold hands with anyone the day after my birthday the one and only time when I have purposefully taken a day off. It gave me space to consider that we can only change our own behaviour and hopefully in doing so we will generate resonance with those around us that might once in a while allow us to move together.
This small consciously made gap punctuated another change for me this year as I started a residency on the 6th and so it felt like I had created space around this new starting point.