As we deepen on our path—through reflection, therapy, meditation, or simply the lived experiences of relationship and loss—we may begin to sense this place more clearly.
It often appears in quiet moments, in dreams, during a walk in nature, after an argument with someone we love, or in the ache of not being seen or met in the way we long for.
Alongside its appearance comes a deep, primordial fear: if I truly meet this place, I will die. I will not survive the encounter.
There is a certain truth in this fear. Something does die. But it is precisely in turning toward this place, rather than continuing to organize our lives around avoiding it, that the water of life is found.
It is here that aliveness, connection, meaning, and purpose begin to return. The lost orphan within us was never here to harm us or to take us down. It has only ever been waiting for us—waiting to be felt, to be lived, and to share its wisdom, its fear, its love, its beauty, its mercy, and its grace.
~Matt Licata
transformation begins again…
inquiry for today~ may it linger for a while…
The world is a place where the extraordinary can sit just beside the ordinary
with the thinnest of boundaries.
~Jodi Picoult
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