Remembering + Reclaiming

Have you ever considered the idea that what if our purpose, individually and collectively, is to remember who we are? And what if that remembering allows us to reclaim our inherent divinity?

There are many things that I have been drawn to in my life, that certainly were not the product of my lineage or my environment, and I really couldn’t, for the life of me, understand why I was even drawn to them. In the 1980s, in elementary school, I had a fascination with yogis, and the practice of yoga. I felt very drawn to this practice, and I’m not sure how I even knew about it at that age. I did not grow up on a commune, but rather in a homogenized, largely white, Catholic suburb of Rochester, NY. This was long before the internet was available, and definitely long before yoga studios dotted nearly every corner of the high streets and strip malls. Perhaps I saw something in a National Geographic magazine, or something similar. I was also drawn to ancient Egypt mythology, and had ankh necklaces and bracelets that were in fashion in the 1990s counterculture.

There have been other points of my young and older adult life where a certain culture or area of study really drew me in, most times, inexplicably. In my adulthood, the internet gave me more access to a whole lot more information that I had ever had before.