The grate to happiness is self compassion
The more I grow old, the more I sense the need to grow. Not in n'importe quelle direction. I feel the urge to grow into myself.
There is nothing selfish to this and I don't need to explain it to those who have
We are brought up in split habits. Either be selfish and go for it over dead bodies, or be submissive and endure. Christian culture does not help in that direction. Compassion for self is not taught at school. You learn to be competitve, get
As I make the conscious decision to grow up, a field of open opportunities arises.
I no longer need to like that kind of bed (because my soon-to-be-ex-husband likes it) but a new kind o bed, and this, I realise just now, may have more implications than the object itslef.
I have recently began working with a holistic practitioner and I am amazed at her insights. I am amazed at the recurrent themes that I have been neglecting, thinking they would go away.
I am amazed at how much pain we get to inflict upon ourselves by not being ourselves.
I am finding out more about myself, and as I see how my feelings and actions have an impact on my body, I realise that you can hide from everyone but yourself.
So, I choose to let light in, at my own pace, and as the Divine wants me to unfold. And be myself.
Love and Light,