And it's wild how easy it is to busy ourselves or distract ourselves or say it's because of something else,
When really,
At least in my experience,
There is so obviously this little boy that's hurt,
This touch of sadness,
And what I love so much to see is how incredibly okay that is.
It's interesting because when we fear those things,
When we fear not being totally okay,
So we pretend to be okay,
When we assume that we shouldn't ever feel hurt,
It's so easy to push those things down.
And yet in the open landscape of life,
This present moment,
It's amazing how truly allowed it is.
And it doesn't have to be an indicator that something is going horribly wrong,
But in this instance to recognize that,
Oh,
That's actually there,
That's okay,
And then speaking to that little one on the inside saying,
What's going on?
This,
Of course,
Presents an opportunity to hold space for very real aspects of the human experience.
And what I can see in that aspect,
In these things,
My goodness,
Quite playfully challenging to put words to them,
But I can see this little boy that's carrying around some stories,
Wondering if everything is really okay,
What about this and what about that?
And whatever that painful emotion might be,
I see that that little boy is just scared.
And even in all of these stories that might be somewhat projected outwardly,
Looking at circumstance,
They all point back to this fear.
And the mantra,
Of course,
For this fear,
I'm afraid I'm not enough.
Part of me wants to say,
I wonder if it's the same for you,
But more accurately and more directly,
I wonder if you see that it's the same for you.
And I say it that way because of my playful degree of confidence that behind all emotional disturbances is a fear,
And behind all fear is a fear of not being enough.
Of course,
It could be expressed in other ways,
But this fear of losing love,
Losing what we hold on to that somehow tells us who we are,
That tells us we are enough.
And then,
Of course,
In the vastness of the unknown tomorrow,
My goodness,
It makes sense why we might be scared about being enough tomorrow,
There's so many unknown variables.
You know what I recognize in this space,
Very beautifully and sweetly,
Is that this landscape that we will call spirituality,
In all of its bells and whistles,
In all of its stories and in all of its mysticism,
There's such a profound simplicity of presence.