As you continue on the path, you are sure to meet many
orphans of the heart – abandoned ones of the psyche and the somatic world – who
have been turned away and denied holding in the vastness that you are.
Sadness, shame, heartbreak, and rage – ancient travelers
an on old journey, tired and in need of rest. Loneliness, disappointment,
confusion, joy, and fear – secret messengers of the dark and of the light… sent
from inside to remind you of a wholeness that you have forgotten.
As a little one – with a sensitive, ripening nervous
system – you were unable to provide safe passage for the uninvited guests,
clear sanctuary in which their wisdom could part the veil. But they have not
given up. Whether as a conversation, the purple in the early evening sky, or
buried in the unfolding petals of a new spring flower. As a surging emotion or
as a vivid, translucent figure of the dream world, they are accessible at all
times, and will never turn from you.
These ones will continue to erupt out of your body – and
from the moon, the stars, the oceans, and the trees – as emissaries of
integration, carrying important information for the journey ahead. Filled with
space, with warmth, and with both gentle and fierce guidance, they arrive with
an invitation.
Allow the spell of unworthiness to melt back into the
muddy earth, taking with it the dream of a love coming in the future. The
freedom you are longing for will never arise out of replacing one experience
with another, but only from embodied, intimate participation in the unfolding
now.
Photo by Benjamin Lowy
