Opening
I don’t get it.
I sit in place and I wait. I get in touch with hopelessness. And I stay in hopelessness.
And people start telling I am a healer.
I flailed this time
Someone I love was hurt.
I don’t help when I am in it.
A kind witness.
Can I be?
Re-Attachment
“Every friendship travels at sometime through the black valley of despair. This tests every aspect of your affection. You lose the attraction and the magic. Your sense of each other darkens and your presence is sore. If you can come through this time, it can purify with your love, and falsity and need will fall away. It will bring you onto new ground where affection can grow again.” ~ John O’Donohue, Anam Cara
R.L.
“Can someone hold you and pat your head and your back in grief?”
Pass the torch of aliveness.
If it returns me to myself,
as… I will someday for you.
Can someone really… do this?
Really… do this…
Being met
“Tell the stories you don’t know how to tell, feel the feelings you don’t know how to feel.”
~ a wise coach, Michael
Un-hitching
“Experiencing the flow of life in the moment, means preparation for death… because it is a massive letting go.”
Love has no scarcity
“Love is patient; love is kind; love is not envious or boastful or arrogant or rude. It does not insist on its own way; it is not irritable or restful; it does not rejoice in wrongdoing, but rejoices in the truth. It bears all things, believes all things, hopes all things, endures all things.” – 1 Corinthians 13:1-13
Any whiff of scarcity? In my body? In my soul? Am I Clingy? Needy? Needing to be seen? That is not love. Go back… practice, humility, return. This grounds, floors, tells me to ‘sit’, shows me when I am lying to myself. Opening.
