Our Beautiful Nightmare
My Sister and I were talking earlier in the week. She shared a story an elder told her, about a group of frogs trying to get out of their situation. They were attempting to climb up and away from the mud they'd been living in. Try as they might, they kept slipping and sliding down, causing quite a raucous. And one frog kept going. Finding his way up the embankment. Every time he turned around, he saw the commotion, mouths moving, bodies slipping, of his fellow frogs. And kept going.
As he reached the top, he turned to proclaim, "Look, I made it!". He wanted to beckon the other frogs onward. Yet the commotion and chaos of his clan continued. The thing about THIS frog... the one that made it out of the muck, was he was deaf. He hadn't heard a thing the other frogs were saying. And each time he had stopped and turned back, he thought they were cheering him on! Little did he know they were screaming about their situation. Falling in to the mud over and over.
Sharon lives by the guidance of her wild heart. And supports humanity in listening to the Feminine Soul of the Earth. Entrusting ourselves to the power and beauty that creates all life from deep within.