As I get older and life becomes more advanced in my professional career and personal life, it’s obvious that the need for having people around me who truly understand and facilitate a comfortable space for my growth is something I never foreseen happening.
It’s true. I’m no longer the person who can, will, and prefer to fly, fall, and gain back my strength alone.
I consistently find myself writing this down:
“It not only takes a village to raise a child, but it takes a village to get you through your whole life. God bless the child that has his/her own, but also, God bless the ones who are struggling to keep it.”
I can be honest with myself and say that I’ve done it ALL alone, but I don’t want to do it anymore.
For the past year and 6 months I’ve been enlightened enough to know what being enlightened really means.
Enlightenment doesn’t mean you’re a smart and intelligent individual. Enlightenment doesn’t mean you’re a spiritual and pure person without fault.
Enlightenment means that although you’ve experienced all that there is and have studied all that you are, being certain about both and more, yet still, all of your knowing is unknown.
What I do know is that I don’t know anything.
All I know is that I’m here. That I’m learning and I’m going to continue to learn and make mistakes until my last breath.
Just maybe we read the traditional African proverb lightly. Maybe the proverb is saying that we should approach life everyday with a spirit of a child. Not fearing being wrong or asking for help. But to embrace the constant changes and the choice to willingly grow in between those changes.
I know one thing, though. Through it all I Am forever grateful and thankful for my tribe, my village, my collective group of communal support.