Here’s something I’ve never done before: shared some of my writing. But it felt like I should, and when my heart speaks, I’m powerless to do anything but listen. This is what I’m practicing:
Radical Acceptance For him I have lain down
Shone the light into the ground Seen below the resistance and strife The fears–yes, fears–of sharing my life
I have been yelling in my head Screaming words I’ve left unsaid
Driving to exhaustion the love love love love love
On my knees, forehead to the floor I sent a prayer to the universe “I don’t know what to do anymore”
Ringing through my tears of false sorrow The answer came clear–sunk into my marrow
Accept him
There is no love That is not fully given No conditions set out Or contracts written
There is no love Unless you fully accept him
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It's interesting how it can be interpreted either way…my feeling is that love is love is love and the intention and expression of it are the same–whether it's for an individual–a lover, friend, or guru/teacher–or something larger.
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Are you speaking of an individual, or something larger?
It's interesting how it can be interpreted either way…my feeling is that love is love is love and the intention and expression of it are the same–whether it's for an individual–a lover, friend, or guru/teacher–or something larger.