How can I simply BE with whatever is happening? With restlessness, loneliness, pain, bliss…as if each one is a unique pattern of energy, vital, interesting, not good or bad. Watch it, breathe, give it space, let it move on its own.
I love these handwritten feelings. Because of the graphic quality of the handwriting and because I care about each feeling. I am trying to remember that they change, and that each one deserves my love and attention, equally.
If I hold onto love, all the others can come and go and I’ll be fine, I think.
