Our intention to let go of elements of who we have been is empowered by our will, but the actual transformation of these beliefs, attitudes, attachments, and behaviors requires more than will; it requires love. It is not possible to free the energy attached to these elements of the past by trying to force them out of ourselves. The harder we try to force them out, the more they resist. The intentional, conscious shedding of old skins is a process that is done gently, with love and gratitude. Letting go, with all its many dimensions, is not quick and easy work. We can trust that with intention, commitment, and love, it is indeed possible for us to experience the lightness and aliveness that result from freeing ourselves of constricting old skins as we grow into new, more expansive selves……Ron Pevny
can we discern our own unique wisdom, an embodiment of our original self?…..can we root down in the muck to rise up fully, claiming our potential? can we be conscious through our descent and ascent?
Last Sunday, my friends and I spoke about the gift of learning to observe ourselves impartially. We spoke of using the constantly changing flow of sensory feeling in the body—keeping it simple, just knowing pleasant, unpleasant, or neutral in the body. Breaking our experience down in this way—sunlight, pleasant, shadow, unpleasant– can help us glimpse the flowing, changing nature of our experience. But turning our attention to the moment-by-moment experience of the life of body can accomplish something much greater. It can help free us from an obsessive identification with a small, embattled self. It can be the key to living a much bigger life—a good life in the deepest sense. For real……Tracy Cochran
Life will break you. Nobody can protect you from that, and living alone won’t either, for solitude will also break you with its yearning. You have to love. You have to feel. It is the reason you are here on earth. You are here to risk your heart. You are here to be swallowed up. And when it happens that you are broken, or betrayed, or left, or hurt, or death brushes near, let yourself sit by an apple tree and listen to the apples falling all around you in heaps, wasting their sweetness. Tell yourself you tasted as many as you could…..Louise Erdich