I attended Emerging Women Live two weeks ago. All I can say is WOW - the event blew my mind. There was also a moment that caught me by surprise. Tara Mohr, one of my favorite bloggers/writers, took the stage on Day Two and gave a beautiful talk on callings and playing big. She closed with the concept of the transition team - a concept near and dear to my heart:
If the angels could have sat you down for a chat when you were on the way in to this life (among some other comments about love, fear, and your glory), they might have said this:
Now, my dear, a little context: you are entering into a transitional time.
The past is a world led, designed, and defined by men. The future is a world led, designed, and defined by women and men. The present is the transition time. And we have decided to put you on the transition team.
These are some things we don't know yet:
How to create a childhood worthy of the sacredness of the child. How to forgive ourselves, entirely. How to love without projection or dependence. How to honor the strength of love alongside the strength of might. How much we are held, blessed. What we would create, if we believed we could. We’re still young, still in an early era. The status quo is just a middle chapter. So have compassion for this fools’ world of ours. And don’t be afraid to be the one to help us turn the page.
I burst into tears when I heard Tara read those words aloud. They were happy tears. I was deeply touched. It was a moment of truth. Damn, I thought to myself, she nailed it. My dear friend Elizabeth grabbed my hand and sat with me in silent support.
And then I started to feel a little silly and embarrassed by my reaction. Why was I so emotional? I had read Tara's post more than a few times. I knew the drill. However, in retrospect, I understand and appreciate that moment because...
It is rare to not only receive permission but also encouragement to pursue what is truly important to us.
It is rare for someone to acknowledge and validate our struggle and our strength.
It is rare to be in the safe, warm presence of a true friend.
Thinking back it was an extraordinary moment. Permission and encouragement, acknowledgment and validation, companionship and love. Those moments are precious...and all too rare.