It’s okay to feel anxious or nervous, doubt yourself, feel your heart stretched by the new of life so much you just want to cry. This is a part of the creative process, whether you are creating an offering, a work of art, or your life in a way that is more connected to what is important for you.
Life stretches us and that stretching opens our hearts and pulls out all the feels. Life is doing its thing, and there are a million and one reasons things go the way they go.
Some things succeed, some things are slow to warm up in the world, some do not ever succeed, some things never see the light of day. It’s all learning, and not all a personal reflection of our value, lovability or capacity to be a good, contributing human in a world.
Be easy on yourself. Offer yourself compassion. Tend to your inner parent. Be gentle. Do take stock of what you can do better. If you need to make amends, metabolize and process your feelings, don’t stuff them.
Become a better steward of your well-being, it will make us all better stewards of each other’s hearts.
Loving yourself makes you sane, and sanity is priceless.
Here is to healing one un-mothered heart at a time.
~Dr. Nandi Hetenyi
I left home. And returned. And slid away. Ambled and sidled forward.
inquiry for today~ holding back. notice that need to slip away now and again…..
Self knowledge is not fully possible. We do not reside in a body, a mind or a world where it is achievable or from the point of being interesting, even desirable. Half of what lies in the heart and mind is potentiality, resides in the darkness of the unspoken and unarticulated and has not yet come into being: this hidden unspoken half will supplant and subvert any present understandings we have about ourselves.
Self-knowledge includes the understanding that the self we want to know is about to disappear. What we can understand is the way we occupy this frontier between the known and the unknown, the way we hold the conversation of life, the figure we cut at that edge, but a detailed audit of the self is not possible and diminishes us in the attempt to establish it; we are made on a grander scale, half afraid of ourselves, half in love with immensities beyond any name we can give.