“We think that the point is to pass the test or overcome the problem, but the truth is that things don’t really get solved. They come together and they fall apart. Then they come together again and fall apart again. It’s just like that. The healing comes from letting there be room for all of this to happen: room for grief, for relief, for misery, for joy.”
Am I brave enough to face the truth about myself?! Am I brave enough to face my fears? I feel so raw…so vulnerable. But then how can I ever hope to be fearless if I don’t face my fears? I hesitate…as each day begins…when was the last time I could stand tall? Healing…I can only breathe…I feel pain, but where did it come from? Just how big is my heart anyways…
“You are the sky. Everything else…it’s just the weather.”
When I breathe into my heart it grows as vast as the sky and I feel the most tremendous love. Then my mind begins the endless chatter…the white noise…the poltergeist of my ego. I am walking on a tightrope so scared of the heights…I am sky…space. Endless patience and love itself. Breathing into my heart…an expanding universe.
“When you begin to touch your heart or let your heart be touched, you begin to discover that it’s bottomless, that it doesn’t have any resolution, that this heart is huge, vast, and limitless. You begin to discover how much warmth and gentleness is there, as well as how much space.”