There are certain things that are difficult for me to take in, for whatever reason.
I’m working on being more open to perceiving them, and allowing them in.
I could write about many things, in this regard, but i’m going to focus on one.
The love that’s out there.
I have trouble “reading” it, sometimes. I’m afraid of it. Afraid of needing it. Afraid I’ll see it when it isn’t there, and then be disappointed and bereft. Afraid of losing it, once I see it and believe it.
Sometimes, when I’m feeling good, I see love everywhere. In everything.
I see it when I take a detour, walking to work:
In the bunny in the backyard:
In the faces of people “on my team“:
In people I’ve just met:
In people I’ve known, for a long, long time:
I see it in messages people leave for others:
And in messages I leave to myself:
What makes all that love so difficult to take in?
Disappointment. Anger. Pain.
That’s been my experience.
At the same time, in my work, I try to make it very, very clear that I invite — that I whole-heartedly welcome — those very things: people’s disappointment, anger, and pain.
I think that’s essential, for healing. To believe that those things are finally welcomed by somebody. To feel those things. And to clear the way, leaving room for everything that’s out there.
Including those things that are so hard to see, sometimes.
I guess this post is done, for today. Thanks for reading, everybody.