When we have painful experiences as children without the support and care from loving adults to preserve and restore our sense of innocence and wholeness, we can easily begin to believe there is something wrong with who we are. Continue Reading
Sometimes waiting for ourselves can be a great act of kindness when we live in a culture where so much premium is placed on speed. It seems that our internal processes and unfoldings cannot be rushed Continue Reading
As I was walking today along a favourite track above the river, I felt very aware of the kinship of other beings – the magnificent old trees, sheep soaked by the rain, grasses blowing in the wind. How easily Continue Reading
What happens when there is nothing left to tell from the old, familiar stories?
When finally the mind gives up trying to predict and prepare the future?
When there is a background of quiet to all of life’s usual activity?
– This Mystery revealing itself – Continue Reading
Out beyond ideas of wrongdoing and rightdoing, there is a field. I’ll meet you there. When the soul lies down in that grass, the world is too full to talk about. Ideas, language, even the phrase “each other” doesn’t make any sense.– Rumi
In a world where we are brought up with the importance of looking cool and keeping it all together as indications of success, it can be difficult for us to acknowledge and allow our vulnerability. When we have been deeply hurt in the past, we may have made a decision not to let that happen again and hardened against the soft and vulnerable places inside. Continue Reading