I so loved and resonated with your recent post! It’s obvious you put a lot of thought and time into it. And a lot of your life too😂
It’s disturbing when EVERYTHING begins to go, even things we used to enjoy, even the people we love most in our life. And what do we get instead? Nothing!
I have always liked the image of the burnt rope. The appearance remains, but the solidity is gone.
It's nice to know this connected. The image of the burnt rope is a great analogy for this. Nothing has changed on the outside, yet everything is different on the inside.
i can sense the time i won't be able to pretend anymore is coming. i used to believe i would become a better person when i'm more 'real', but now the certainty isn't there. i still play the part though and try to convince myself i'm doing good this way
this post expresses what i've been quietly worried about
There is an invitation here to ask yourself what does "a person" even mean? And even further what "better" means, as opposed to what? Who decided what is better and what is worse? As soon as we have a fixed idea or image of how we want to be, we are creating a prison of right or wrong, good or bad, acceptable or not acceptable. We are setting an illusory limitation or what is infinitely free. Unbound.
I so loved and resonated with your recent post! It’s obvious you put a lot of thought and time into it. And a lot of your life too😂
It’s disturbing when EVERYTHING begins to go, even things we used to enjoy, even the people we love most in our life. And what do we get instead? Nothing!
I have always liked the image of the burnt rope. The appearance remains, but the solidity is gone.
Thanks for delineating this so beautifully!
Thank you for your support, Heidi!
It's nice to know this connected. The image of the burnt rope is a great analogy for this. Nothing has changed on the outside, yet everything is different on the inside.
thank you for sharing this
i can sense the time i won't be able to pretend anymore is coming. i used to believe i would become a better person when i'm more 'real', but now the certainty isn't there. i still play the part though and try to convince myself i'm doing good this way
this post expresses what i've been quietly worried about
There is an invitation here to ask yourself what does "a person" even mean? And even further what "better" means, as opposed to what? Who decided what is better and what is worse? As soon as we have a fixed idea or image of how we want to be, we are creating a prison of right or wrong, good or bad, acceptable or not acceptable. We are setting an illusory limitation or what is infinitely free. Unbound.
Thanks for sharing.