When the Stars Align
Lenda Letlaka
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I had to laugh at myself today. On a call with a group of folks discussing our current times, lives, and predicaments in the world.<br/><br/>I wasn’t prepared to chat or connect. None of the preferred reading was done on my part. But I showed up anyway. With half a tank.<br/><br/>Sitting amidst a group of deep thinkers, creative innovators and love afficionados I often wonder, “Where’s my place?”<br/><br/>The old words setting me out on another search or journey to find said place, said role, said identity to lash and shout unto the world, “This is me! This is where I am! THIS is what I can do!”<br/><br/>But I stopped myself, laughing today, I didn’t have the energy to push to look to seek anymore. So I listened.<br/><br/>And I shared, exactly what was going on, “Hi ya’ll, I’m not prepared. I didn’t do the reading. I’m at half a tank today. I’m here to listen.”<br/><br/>Something funny happened as I listened. These humans with which I got to interweave from Mexico, Columbia the USA and beyond… I listened deeper.<br/><br/>What is it we are all longing for? To see and be seen? To hear and be heard? To show up and be witnessed? To trust ourselves? Our longings? Our ability and desire to create?<br/><br/>I let it go again and played with the weaving conversations. Here’s what I love about what you just shared… Here’s what it sparked for me… Here’s where I’m curious…<br/><br/>Just relaxing, by default because I’m a little tired, into where the stars might weave themselves. Although I wasn’t really even thinking about that either.<br/><br/>Next up I hear a woman describe her current creative project. I feel inspired and intrigued. I remember this feeling with her before, wanting to know and hear more. But not knowing of a way to reach out to her, I let it go.<br/><br/>And here she was! Telling me about all the things I’d been curious about! And I didn’t do a damn th
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