I can think of no better reason for descending into our unique versions of personal hell-realm, meeting the inner demons of resistance and self-doubt,
plummeting into the despair of heartbroken faithlessness, and finally summoning the courage to tell the ruthless truth in service of potent breakthrough,
than the profound opportunity this blesses us with to then serve one another more truly from an authentic source of compassion, insight, and utterly spacious love.
I bow trembling to the dark soul nights, however wrenchingly painful and uncomfortable they are, in gratitude for the ever-evolving dawn that inevitably comes to make such good use of this humbled heart.
I have said it before and I will, undoubtedly, say it again: thank god for this mysterious way that everything: every pain, heartache, terror, anguish, lie, is finally made use of, literally alchemically turned into medicine, in our true willingness to return again and again and again to the heart of surrender.
plummeting into the despair of heartbroken faithlessness, and finally summoning the courage to tell the ruthless truth in service of potent breakthrough,
than the profound opportunity this blesses us with to then serve one another more truly from an authentic source of compassion, insight, and utterly spacious love.
I bow trembling to the dark soul nights, however wrenchingly painful and uncomfortable they are, in gratitude for the ever-evolving dawn that inevitably comes to make such good use of this humbled heart.
I have said it before and I will, undoubtedly, say it again: thank god for this mysterious way that everything: every pain, heartache, terror, anguish, lie, is finally made use of, literally alchemically turned into medicine, in our true willingness to return again and again and again to the heart of surrender.
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