Pink Clouds and Scones

I’ve spent most of the day opening my heart to the agony of another final chapter. I can feel the desperate reluctance as I gently insist. “It’s going to cease. At some point. As long as we courageously enter the whirlpool, this will pass. We will be sucked down, that’s just the way it is. And momentarily we will believe we’ll drown. But remember the truth and it will set us free. Out of the swirling chaos suddenly there is peace. All it wants, is to be felt.”

I don’t know how it happens, I just know it happens. I simply need to remember. And surrender. And trust. All the while opening to the shredding of my dream.

The second agreement: Don’t take anything personally. (more…)

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