There Is No Secret Ingredient to Life.
We want resolution rather than longing. We go through life wanting to sort out the 'how'. This is the difference between knowledge and wisdom.
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longing
Feminine Longings, Masculine Drives: Unearthing Subtle Misunderstandings Leading to Relational Conflict.
So much intimacy and connectedness is possible in moments of conflict, but we miss these opportunities because we aren’t in touch with our deepest drives.
The Longing. {poetry}
Less surrender is in the longing, as it is to be revived
and in this cave of languish, a final stumble
becomes far more than a dusty heart can bear
Longing. {poetry}
They don’t always move the same way;
sometimes, they lose each other, and
have to find their way back --
and that’s how we get this longing...
Seeing the World with New Eyes: Awakening Through Loss.
Elisabeth Kübler-Ross and David Kessler, in 'On Grief and Grieving', identified five stages of grief: Denial, Anger, Bargaining, Depression and Acceptance.
The Key to Opening Humanity: Embrace the Broadcasts.
Division denies what we feel instinctively and yearn for deeply, though we resist it politically. Even so, we routinely sense our connection to something greater than ourselves. We experience it as separate only because of ignorance and circumstances.
Weaving Webs Through the Vacuous Hole of Worthlessness.
I am a worthless human being, and I simply can’t affirm or meditate or pray my way out of it. It’s liberating, in a strange way, to know this.
Don’t Ask Me: For the Childless, Divine Mothers of the World.
I cry into animal fur because of harsh words shared so many times about this topic in the darkest corners of my life, and because of my primal urge to push bone and flesh from the wildest part of my soul into the world. So you don't know the shocking grief of having had moments of deep longing, ...
She Wishes for Things. {poetry}
And she wishes to mother her babies again, so delicious they were, and their scent, the way they smelled,
like innocence, with her cheek up against, their silky, smooth cheeks so to breathe them in, to feel a tiny, flailing fist
against her skin, and little eyes looking up, to feel them ...
You Did Not Come Here To Detach From What You Love Most. {poetry}
Your humanity is your gift.
Your humanity will save the earth.
Your humanity will save you.