We are nine days in and I am wiped out. No less than seven people offered to watch my children and yet, I have not called.
This is a marathon, not a sprint, beloved.
We each will have ways to contribute to the movement. For some, this means offers of care and nourishment. This is their ministry in the movement.
I grew up fairly self-reliant. We could engage in all sorts of psychological analyses of why I do not ask for help, but more importantly, I know that I am not alone in this. I will juggle with keys, four bags of grocery, and a child holding to my pant leg---all while a neighbor stands near me. I am lousy at asking for help and even worse at accepting it. As soon as someone offers assistance, I begin to create a mental note that I need to offer them something in return at some point.
Part of resistance is building economies of authenticity where generosity can be expressed without transactional expectation. If someone gives you a gift, you do not have to "pay" them back. It was a gift. And it may be their only way of sustaining the movement.
So, beloved, your spiritual practice is simple this week: let somebody help you!
Now....I've got a few calls to make.