This is the beauty of being human: to feel heard, to be seen, to love, and be loved. For the ocean of your inner universe to join with the ocean of another.
Opening my heart meant welcoming my ex-husband and his partner completely into family celebrations that I had previously shared with my children on my own.
Brokenhearted girl,
what feels like the end is only the start of
something even better.
Unclench your fists,
Open your hands,
and watch everything that feels like it's falling apart
put you back together.
When we are one with ourselves, we will be one with all. When we are one with black holes of our inner universe, we will be connected to that which supersedes us.
But this struggle to do everything on our own is taxing. It's depleting and exhausting. Do you remember when the flow of the Universe was a part of you and your life?
What kind of pain are you experiencing? Do you feel it in each one of us? Is this why you cry with global flooding, venomous lava, arid desert patience, and the war within the war within the war? What should we do?