Tuesday, June 23, 2015

A traveler of aloneness

It is natural to look to the beloved to provide a road map as to what is next – safe and clear passage into the tender terrain of your ripe body and into the sacred chambers of your achy, open nervous system.

But he will never provide you with this. For he loves you too much.

She will never stop holding you and providing material for the journey, but will not protect you from the unfolding of your one, wild heart.

As a wandering traveler of aloneness, you may always be asked to stay embodied to surging waves of a certain form of sadness. This is not the sadness of the mind, where something is ‘missing,’ but a transparent reflection of how precious it is here, and of the very rare opportunity you have been given to be a pure vessel of love in this world.