our gifts (video)

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Hello Dearhearts!

Last year so many people cheered me on and backed my attendance at the Appalachian State Expressive Arts Therapy Institute, in North Carolina. Thank you so very much! Through your kindness and generosity –and my husband’s holding of the fort   — I was given time and space to deepen my own heART practice, to study Joanna Macy’s work Active Hope–among the many other en spirited offerings of the Institute.

Infused by my heARTfull mountain experience I wrote and gave a talk about our super powers. In this 7 minute excerpt I talk about the power of “Our Gifts” . I share this with the prayer that we each remember and discover the powerful gifts we have to live and give!

Because of you, I am.
becky suzik

Thank you to UU Peace Fellowship of Raleigh for the opportunity to share my heART in this talk. And I hold deep gratitude always to my many teachers including Joanna Macy and those attending and creating the Appalachian State Expressive Art Institute. 

Standing O

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Emma with Director Wally Hurst and Musical Director Brian Miller.

 

Hello Dearhearts,

Past few weeks have been a whirlwind whoosh of blessings and challenges. It’s a real life: a miraculously blessed, magical and sometimes painful one. So here I am, pinching myself in front of y’all, to make sure I savor this JOY, sharing one of my greatest memories from the past week and perhaps 2018: My daughter, Emma, finding and making her heART flow in the musical Annie.

I was sitting in the dark surrounded by many beautiful strangers. At the end of the play, Me, I wanted to leap out of my seat for JOY and GRATITUDE for the hardwork and dedication my daughter embodied, but I held back… trying to let humility lead my heart and actions.

Then came my dumbfounding. Such a glorious surprise gift from so many strangers, who–leaping out of their seats applauded my daughter and the entire cast of Annie, for their heartFULL dedication to creation of such a special and touching production.

Like Auggie in film/book Wonder says, every child deserves a standing ovation in their life! Every one goes through often unknowable adversity and challenges. Every human deserves an ovation. So I say, let’s cheer each other on much much more in 2018… let’s support each other through our very real and sometimes painful life of joys, risks, losses, vulnerabilities and challenges.

So here I am cheering on our beautiful daughter, and the wonderful cast of Annie, pinching myself grateful for all the LIGHT illuminating my heart tonight, and for all the memories we shall treasure.

Cheers! Cheers! Cheers! Cheering you all on up and through whatever you are going through and whatever is coming your way. The Sun’ll come out, tomorrow!

i love you. xoxo
becky

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ps here are some photos and audio from an early dress rehearsal.

a writer’s prayer

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A prayer for my now:
Help me to greet the world as I truly am—
whole–enough–flawed–wild–open
And not how I wish the world to receive me—
separate–good–perfect–tame–limited.

Truth. Is. Being. Real. Connected. A speck in all.

❤ becky j suzik

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blowin’ smoke

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dear ones,

There is so much more to my shadow than I can ever write about. Looking at my shadow–things hidden and things I choose to carry–I feel overwhelmed and grateful.

The truth of it is I you.

I how very much I need you and feel connected to you in lights and shadows and baggage. I love–and simultaneously feel really frustrated–by how consumed I am by multiple-muse-generated ideas about how we might could play and imagine and co-create and dance and write, sing, make and live our new story together. And yet all I can do is what is possible each 24 hours, every lunar cycle.

If time is my friend, why do I DAILY feel like I have so much more in me I was supposed to give?!

Pace myself, darling. Be kind to myself, dear love.

This month I received many gifts and lessons: endings and beginnings. I was reminded of the tremendous power one decision makes to our personal direction and narrative.

My heart remains flooded with ideas from the Appalachian State Expressive Arts Intensive that so many of you made possible for me … so many gifts (seeds) because of you. (I wish there were two of me so I could find time this summer to activate some ideas carving me out.)

But for now, my amazing children are out of school for our 5-week summer. I belong to them more than they EVER will belong to me. (Oh beloved Kahlil, your words become me.)

I send this flutter of words out like a me-shaped smoke signal, intending a giant virtual hug, to cheer YOU on in everything and in every way you are climbing up steep hills, and for every precious choice YOU make. We are connected. ♥

 my heart
bjs

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the f’ing hard work of being human

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After today’s old-story news, I’m up late, thinking and writing and thought I’d share a little. Thank you for gifting your gaze and presence here. I hope you feel my insomniac-acal love:

How we live and how we treat one another–especially those we disagree with or cannot relate to–is “the work” we must do and work HARD at to create the new world we believe in. It is fu*#ing HARD work, like this fern that embedded in the human-made stone step, finding/making a way to live/thrive within the system he sprouted upon… a Rock system seemingly designed to deter Fern.

Fern is not denying the rock: Fern is nestled and sustained by the rock that for a spell of time did not offer support or cracks for Fern to grow. But look at Fern now. Look at Rock. Hmmm.

There are so many cracks around us to thrive–so many opportunities for us to serve and love people who are suffering and hurting and fearful.

Some nights I cannot sleep because of my awareness of collective human pain and fear, and my heart wanting to love upon people and contribute somehow to healing.

Like tonight.

But for now, I say good night. I pray for our entire earth and our residents, our species, this country that I live in and love so specially. And tomorrow I will love on someone and find a way to reduce someone’s suffering–if only for a fleeting moment–because that is the only thing I can somewhat control–MY presence and MY actions.

nightynight dear one xo
bjs

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