There was an idea that as you healed, you would feel less.
That as you awakened, the emotional spectrum would narrow, into some safe,
consistent, happy, resolved calm. But you are seeing that love continues to ask
you to feel more, to hold and metabolize the full-spectrum of a broken open
world.
There was an old hope that as your heart opened, the
vulnerability would diminish, the shakiness would fall away, the tenderness
would yield… but you are more raw now than ever before.
There was an old belief that as you deepened on the path
that you'd be more detached, untouchable, not care so much about others and the
world, resting as the great “witness” beyond it all, in some safe, constructed
place of observation. But somehow, everything and everyone matter now more than
ever, in spontaneous, unexpected ways.
Something new is being born inside you, but something else
is dying. Rather than prematurely forcing rebirth to emerge, turn into the
uncertainty, the contradictions, and the purity of the death of an old dream.
For it is here that the womb of new life is to be found, where the raw
materials of resurrection are woven into being by the Great Weaver herself.
