You might just get this………. I know it’s hard. Try to look at love more like in this blog post. There is less black and white, the more we examine the world…. more shades of grey.
So called ‘late-bloomers’ get a bad rap. Sometimes
the people with the greatest potential often take the
longest to find their path because their sensitivity is
a double edged sword- it lives at the heart of their
brilliance, but it also makes them more susceptible to
life’s pains. Good thing we aren’t being penalized for
handing in our purpose late. The soul doesn’t know a
thing about deadlines.- Jeff Brown.
When there has been too much pain, we often forget that we have the built in capacity to move through it to another state. God gave us tears to be cried, God gave us the capacity to express our anger, God gave us a vast range of emotional devices that, when healthily unleashed and expressed, can both clear the toxicity out of us, but also lead us to any lesson or experience of self-love living at the heart of them. In our authentic vulnerability lies our greatest power- the power to re-open our hearts after loss and disappointment. This is seldom recognized or appreciated in the world out there, but it’s the truth. This idea that feeling the pain gives power to those who have hurt us is completely wrong. Feeling the pain is an act of self-empowerment and the only way to make a break from the prison of repressed emotions, to make a break for inner freedom. (Jeff Brown~from class 2, Sacred Feminine Rising Healing course)
Go placidly amid the noise and haste, and remember what peace there may be in silence. As far as possible without surrender be on good terms with all persons. Speak your truth quietly and clearly; and listen to others, even the dull and the ignorant; they too have their story. Avoid loud and aggressive persons, they are vexations to the spirit. If you compare yourself with others, you may become vain and bitter; for always there will be greater and lesser persons than yourself. Enjoy your achievements as well as your plans. Keep interested in your own career, however humble; it is a real possession in the changing fortunes of time. Exercise caution in your business affairs; for the world is full of trickery. But let this not blind you to what virtue there is; many persons strive for high ideals; and everywhere life is full of heroism. Be yourself. Especially, do not feign affection. Neither be cynical about love; for in the face of all aridity and disenchantment it is as perennial as the grass. Take kindly the counsel of the years, gracefully surrendering the things of youth. Nurture strength of spirit to shield you in sudden misfortune. But do not distress yourself with dark imaginings. Many fears are born of fatigue and loneliness. Beyond a wholesome discipline, be gentle with yourself. You are a child of the universe, no less than the trees and the stars; you have a right to be here. And whether or not it is clear to you, no doubt the universe is unfolding as it should. Therefore be at peace with God, whatever you conceive Him to be, and whatever your labors and aspirations, in the noisy confusion of life keep peace with your soul. With all its sham, drudgery, and broken dreams, it is still a beautiful world. Be cheerful. Strive to be happy.
Our life is not about dwelling in the shadows of the past or propelling ourselves into a picture perfect future. We have to embrace ourselves – where we stand in this very moment – and live in alignment with who we truly are
Perfect for a new year, new start, new thinking processes.
My body has taught me, I am stronger than I realize
And more fragile than I like.
I can endure pain with courage
and be reduced to tears by a virus.
I am marvelous, miraculous, mysterious.
My body has it’s own deep intelligence.
I carry my memories in my cells.
I am constantly being born anew.
I hold tight to fear and resistance.
I breathe deeply, and let go.
My legs will carry me farther than I think I can walk.
My heart will keep beating even when it is broken.
My mouth will kiss, laugh, drink tea, and eat chocolate.
My skin will shiver with pleasure, my bones will tell the weather.
My feet will find the path.
My hands will soothe a crying child.
And write a story that will make you cry.
And pour you a glass of wine, and brush your hair
and stroke your cheek, and hold your hand.
My body will chop wood, and carry water.
My body understands the wisdom of rest,
the beauty of stillness, the power of touch.
The importance of dance, and that there is only this. Here. Now.
My body understands joy, delight, and play.
My body knows what I am hungry for.
My body has taught me to pay attention to my desires.
To listen to my gut, to trust my appetites.
My body has taught me I am human.
I am here
I am beautiful, powerful, brave, scared.
I am alive.
And, I am grateful.
I know this is written by a woman but it is deep an meaningful and works for both men and women.
I don’t know who wrote this but it is beautiful;
You thought that as you awakened, you would feel less. But you are seeing that love continues to ask you to feel more. There was an idea that as your heart opened, your vulnerability would lessen, but you are more raw and tender now than you’ve ever been. You wondered if as you grew spiritually, you would be more detached, not care quite so much, and rest as the “witness” of your life from beyond it all. But, alas, you care so much you are burning up inside.
Something new is being born in you, but something else is dying. Everything you thought you needed is falling away, but what it is being replaced with is not yet clear. You are between the worlds, dancing between broken and whole, with light and dark being weaved within you.
You are so open it is almost as if a certain kind of sadness has come to permeate your life. Even the light in the snow, the color in the sunset, or the wind passing is almost too much; you are not sure you can let it in all the way. Even the orange and the red in the sky, if you let it come inside, might take you to the ground. There is a sense that you could die of astonishment at just how much grace is here. There is a purple that has never, ever come into being until now; give everything to know it. It is so precious here. The beloved is pouring colours throughout this dimension so that she may evoke her qualities in your body and through your senses.
You know that things will never be the same again, but you still do not know what is coming next or even where you are, or what is truly being asked of you. This unknowing groundless ground is your home now, and the creativity and the intelligence here are overwhelming. Yes, things are coloured by a certain fragrance of sadness, but it is a sadness the mind could never know, for it has nothing to do with something being missing. It is a sadness which is pouring out of your overflowing heart. You are willing to give your heart to others and to this world, for you are seeing that this is why you have come here.