For a while, parts of me did their best to survive. The noise created in my mind served as a way to focus away from attempts to sort out what couldn’t be processed completely from that place. Had I been able to access more highly consious parts of me, I would have been shown a gentler way.
In truth, I was shown this gentler way, but needed to reach a place where I could hear more clearly. I needed to step out of that seemingly separate and fractured self.
There, in the sacred space of my true Self, instead of struggling against parts of the whole, I became healer of my own heart.
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I love him. He’s so sweet and cute! ❤ I was laughing out loud!
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I love this! I was looking for this Tolle you mentioned I’ve been listening to him all morning! ❤
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