I hope that we will meet again under better circumstances, when the light of love has filled us both, when we can transcend the misery we created when neither of us knew any better.
We go to our failed relationships and our broken marriages to feel the pain... Then we cry the never-released tears, we vent the repressed rage, we honor our deepest fears, and give voice to all our hidden shames, because therein lies every answer you will ever need.
Your fears and your pain are relevant... Self-love can be the most painful journey, but it is also the most worthwhile. For wherever you go, there you are.
Tall doesn’t equate to trust. Charming doesn’t equate to honest. A good job doesn’t equate to a good life. All of these things sound great in theory, but I’ve learned that the more I know, the less I realize I actually know.
I spent this past year working on each and every area of my report card from the deep place of knowing that "Nothing ever goes away until it teaches us what we need to know." (Pema Chödrön)
The people in my life who are willing to enter the briar patch are the ones I trust the most. It’s not that they will never cause me pain, but that my voice telling them about my pain will never fall on deaf ears.
Ours was the home friends gravitated to. Where the door was always open and some homemade delicious meal to feed an army was baking in the oven. It was a place in which it was impossible not to feel a heart full of love and peace.
Finding our way back to the source of our pain requires patience, introspection and self-compassion. It requires us to step out of our head and into our heart.