If I were to tell you the story of humanity in one word it would be this…NECESSITY.  It would be the story of how the Earth held us each while we gathered about small bits of ourselves against the coming winter and how we perceived that winter was always coming.  It holds the pounding of our feet as they scurry.  It holds them when we sway and topple.  It catches us when we require a place to collapse; gravity covering our body, holding us down during rest under the same shared blanket.  Life is a thing we do while necessity is unfolding.  Love is what happens when it is necessary and not when we choose.  Love is as much a necessity as is fear.  Don’t try to tell  me that there is a wayward branch on the tree…nor a misplaced ripple on the pond…Fear is necessary when we are losing everything about love.  Fear happens when we exist in the necessary state of wanting back something we perhaps never have known in an honest way-as a human being.  Life makes fear necessary.  Do not hate your fear.  Dwell instead upon the certain and real necessity of its presence in the life of someone who wants to return home and cannot.  See instead the blindness with which fear filled ones strike aimlessly, futilely.  Feel how it makes you or the other reach out with hope.  Icarus had no choice.  There are so many things to be afraid of while here…why convince yourself that there are not when they are so abundant.  I will tell you this though, since we are talking about necessity…fear makes love the object of what you are doing here.  Fear makes love necessary.  And the truth isn’t fear.  The truth is love. And when it is necessary for you to discover love, you will not be able to keep it from happening.  Just as you cannot keep the Earth from carrying you in your trepidation…you will have no way to stop it from softening your way when love becomes necessary for you.  And in turns, and in many circuitous paths, and in collapsing spirals, love will become a necessity for you.  Love is a necessity and happens when living in fear is no longer necessary.

Take the life you lived in fear and reverse it.  Walk backwards now, back to where the fear began.  This journey, is the great unwinding.  It is the mystery of what you came here to do being laid bare like a book you walk upon.  The pages turn themselves backwards so you can see what was written there, by you, as you survived, as you prepared, for winter—nearly every single month of your life.  Can you love what is there?  Will you find a story well lived.  Life is the mother of necessity.  Sometimes we are meant to live in fear.  Sometimes, we are meant to live in love.  But either way, necessity is happening like the changing of a season.

My advice, if you are asking?  Forgive.

Forgive yourself for necessity.  Forgive the way your back has been made to hunch.  Find your heart in all the corners you have hidden in.  Walk back in time and search for the you that was hurting way back when decisions were made and hold the hand of that hurting one.  Don’t try to change what was happening.  Just love the one that was made to endure it.  Recognize that you, as you are, right now, are the one that was made to pass through all those trials.  It was necessary, it was fearful, it was loving, it was life.  Life, is the mother of necessity.