Together, We Arrive

An open hand stretches out, the word "breathe" written or tattooed on the wrist

Let us call each other to this time and place, as we seek the Ground of our Being. When invited, please respond: “I am arriving. Together, we arrive.”

We are here in body, and yet we are still arriving. When we left our homes this morning, we left behind to-do lists, coffee, household tasks, family members, and even pets. All of these await our return.

"I am arriving. Together, we arrive.”

Some of us don’t remember the last time we had a quiet moment to ourselves – and yet we have chosen to be here, together, to tend to our souls and to one another.

"I am arriving. Together, we arrive.”

In the days since we’ve last met, some of us have been changed, while others are inviting change to take place within them. Some of us have experienced loss: we’ve lost things, lost opportunities, or even people dear to us.

"I am arriving. Together, we arrive.”

Some of us are fighting battles we can’t even speak about. Others feel happy enough that we could’ve flown here with our own arms. We arrive, not knowing quite what to expect, but finding comfort in that which is familiar.

"I am arriving. Together, we arrive.”

Our arriving will not happen all at once. As we each settle in, we will find our way into Togetherness and, in our own time, arrive.

"I am arriving. Together, we arrive.”