At times a lonely heart will appear as the teacher and we will be asked to practice the yoga of raw burning. As we are made into dust, the fire is tended.
While it may be tempting to replace the burning with bliss, the sadhana of disappointment demands we set aside all others and place the broken pieces on the altar in front of us.
Even if we cannot love, accept, or transform what has come, we can always bow. Fall to the ground and bear witness to the embodied vulnerability, for there is no greater temple.