Note: This is an archive of an email from the May 2020 launch series of The Time Is Now (Early Adopter Edition).
We are in the final stretch now.
My writing coach says to write with just one person in mind.
Truth is, coalition building is never about the individual.
It’s about the collective.
A messy gathering of people who focus more on what we have in common and less on that pesky wedge that keeps trying to take up residence between us.
Most of us aren’t very skilled here.
This is one area we always work on whenever we gather.
I love all of our cohort sessions for different reasons, but a launch is something special.
It’s the first time we are together and often, the first contraction…
Why does she have to be here?
I don’t want to embarrass myself in front of all of these strangers.
Does he hear himself speak?
I don’t know if this is the group for me.
Is someone going to call me out if I say something wrong?
Contraction. I can see the tightness in the bodies that are feeling it the most.
But when we are in labor...the contraction must be moved through...so we do the type of things that help us move through it. And with it comes an opening - a submission to the process - and a belief that we can change.
All genders can participate.
This is not a matter for only the body but for the whole of oneself.
And it is to those who surrender that I write.
You are the ones who are willing to bear. As a cup overflowing with new life. You know your own strength. And fear failure because too much is at stake.
You are the ones who create. In ways that are familiar and ways that are not. You dream of gardens and other growing things And wonder if anyone will notice you changing.
You are the ones who embrace pain. Recognizing the role it plays to usher in joy. You breathe in possibility, breathe out hopelessness. And learn to welcome imperfection with a cup of tea.
You are the ones who expand. Grab my hand and jump down the rabbit hole. You move with curiosity. And celebrate when someone else shows up.
You are the ones who nurture. Invite others in and set another place at the table. You say yes more often than no. And worry that it won’t be enough
You are the ones I write to.
The community TTIN is built for.
Those who labor.
A woman I once knew told me about a common thread in the birth of her three children. She would labor for hours - riding the waves of pain and hope and feeling totally capable. Then she would come upon that point between labor and delivery called transition. With each child, this woman would hit transition and begin to pack up and head home - determined it was all a mistake and she wasn’t having a baby. It was an impulse to protect herself when her body was reaching its capacity.
What she needed in that moment was her community.
People who believed in her.
Those who told her the hard truth...that it would get worse before it would get better.
And who would remind her that joy was on the way.
This laboring that we are doing to bring about a more just world will demand the same of us…
And a reminder that the joy we seek comes after the struggle.
This pandemic is one hell of a contraction.
Moving through it, saying yes, breathing, and hanging on to someone who believes we can change will bring an openness that I know you and I both, as laborers, deeply desire.
Take a moment and pause.
Honor the laborer in you.
Give yourself the gift of being seen.
Then pass that gift and forward this email to someone you know who is also a laborer in the fight to abolish the system of white dominance.
We say yes most fully when we say yes collectively.
If you are someone who has been forwarded this email, I welcome you, my fellow laborer. We have some struggles ahead of us. I believe in you. I believe in us. The time is now. Here’s where you can read all about what we’ve been up to in the past week. If you also believe the time is now, I invite you to join us!
For those of you ready to say yes...don’t wait and end up missing out. Enrollment is open now, but it will close in just a couple of days.
For those of you who have already enrolled...I see you and I can't wait to dig in with you!
Our circle always has room for more. You belong here.