Shared suffering, rather than shared pleasure, forges deep communion and compassion. Grounded in our wounds, we recognize the sacred medicine brewing beneath our scars. Loss often offers no reclamation, only the surrender to something deeper. Survivors understand the true value of breath, having struggled to breathe underwater. They alone grasp the magnitude of healing, having navigated terror and emerged humbled. Beyond physical cures, they discover a vast landscape of endurance, meaning, and love. Salvation transcends theology, arising from a universal spiritual experience that bestows emotional sobriety, profound freedom, and divine union. This journey is not about reaching a destination, but about embracing the dance of transformation.
May our shared suffering cultivate deep communion and compassion,
guiding us to recognize the sacred medicine within our scars,
and leading us towards profound freedom
and divine union on the dance of transformation.
(adapted from: Richard Rohr, Breathing under Water; Pixie Lighthorse, The Wound Makes the Medicine)