Why I'm here

10/21/2016

Photo Credit: Sven A. Hedin

I’m here to heal a wound.

I’m here to show my beauty.

I’m here because it hurts to be alone.

I’m here because I hide my power, because there are parts of myself I hide, parts of myself I shut down.

I’m here because the voice I long for is not the one I use in daily life.

I’m here because love is unconditional, because conditional acceptance is something I rebel against.

I’m here because I need to be held. I’m here to learn how to hold myself.

I’m here to show up, to listen to my intuition, to go straight into the unknowing.

I’m here to reveal myself to the world.

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My curiousities entwine around the concept of “mythopoiesis" — literally "myth-making" — the creation of mythologies that nourish our interbeing with the earth.

My writing explores the betweenesses of different fields—deep ecology, indigenous wisdom, trauma resilience, living process, cultural transformation, sacred activism, grief rituals, play . . .

I am learning how to become a connoisseur of the felt sense, a savorer of the moments that create meaning and nourishment in the world.

I am apprenticing to traditions that practice compassionate witnessing, creating containers in which it is safe to release into the depths of emotion, to traverse the grief and holdings that must necessarily be released before healing can begin to take place.

Shante' Sojourn Zenith

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