Far apart, yet so close
Sitting on Brighton Beach and watching the large grey and white waves, I want to enter the sea and jump over each one.
Childhood memories of doing so in warmer Mediterranean climates come flooding back.
But I am no longer a child.
I am an adult, recovering from breast cancer.
My body is weak and I know if I dared to jump, I would undoubtedly tumble and cause myself further distress.
Instead, I reflect on the last couple of years.
Healing circles have been one of the tools that helped me navigate and adjust to this new terrain.
I am on the other side of the pond to my fellow circle travelers.
Our cancers and treatments are different, but we are all navigating the same dirty ocean.
There were times on this journey when I
felt myself drowning, but the support from others
within the circle helped bring me to shore, despite the
turbulence.
Healing circles have been a tonic during an unsettling time, and I am forever grateful to those who make up mine.
Header photo: “Low tide at Brighton Beach” by Helen Haden. This photo is licensed under CC BY-NC 2.0