There is an ineffable sweetness that comes into the shattered container of my heart in the presence of unbearable anguish that is the breath of the Beloved, and I have taken refuge there.
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I am finding you more alive than I realized, more gentle and determined and weak and endless. I am aware of your craving, your needing, and your startling ability.
There is less, surrounded by more, held securely by the Divine.
Blink and its gone.
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“there is less surrounded by more” yes. The aching truth of it. Hope you are enjoying your summer friend, check your mailbox soon
thanks, friend. I was just appreciating the strip of bark you sent – so beautiful – I’ll be watching for the mailwoman … xo
Your words are like shimmers, whispers of greater stories. Greater meaning. I sit with them like I sit with Rumi’s poetry. So good.
I feel as though you are too generous, too {???} … and then I realize that I need to soak in your words, in your ‘seeing’ of me, because I struggle believing in my self. Thank you for speaking so boldly and loving me so well. xo