Pick Yourself Up, Dust Yourself Off
Sometimes life brings you to your knees. Floors you with it's strong wisdom. Shows you where the shadows still lie. Where the aspects of yourself are that still go unmet. It's a calling that when ignored screams and kicks and shouts to be seen, to be heard. It's a gut punch of a moment one that takes the breath away and leaves all else quivering in its wake. All else stops. So you stop with it close the eyes and listen. Listen to where life is taking you. Listen to what life is showing you. Listen to your heart, to your soul, to your Being. No more strategies No more solutions No more resistance No more avoidance Just simply what is. And in that silence all is found. All the mess all the heartbreak all the mistrust being met fully. All the darkness comes into the light. The opening of yourself so vast that the edge is never met The melting of all the hurt and violence into acceptance and love. Love wins out. And so you pick yourself up and dust yourself off and on you go…