The last, not at all.
If you become detached from your desire,
your desire will never be fulfilled.
It will simply remain an appendage
that weighs you down and causes you pain.
Though you consciously long for a mate,
there are parts of you that do not,
that push the idea away,
that hasten to lock the door
when the other part of you
has so carefully opened it.
Look around. Do a little house cleaning
and you will see where it is you still fear,
reject, deny, criticise and judge
those parts of you
that long for physical and emotional intimacy.
Once the space is ready
the mate will be there.
Think about that.
Then buy yourself the most magnificent outfit and begin to dance.
Taken from page 195 of Emmanuel’s Book compiled by Pat Rodegast and Judith Stanton
Teachers are the most important people in life for me.
I have had many who have led me to places before unimaginable.
Some: Kate Hamblyn, Tom McCrory, Giovanni Fusetti, Lisa Brickell, Jordi Cortes Molina, Tim Gordon, Pennie Brownlee, Erin Lees, Bert Esser, Jan A Vincent – I have learned from through practice.
Others: ‘my’ children, ‘my’ husband, ‘my’ parents & their spouses, ‘my’ sisters… – teach me through living and being without any pretense. They see all the shadows and lights of me I try not to let others see and I there’s.
And the books, oh those books: Tao Te Ching, Dying to be me (by Anita Moorjani), Non-Violent Communication (by Marshall Rosenburg), The Power of Now (by Eckhart Tolle), Meeting the Shadow, Your Can Heal Your Life (by Louise Hay), Broken Open (by Elizabeth Lesser), The Tibetan Book of Living and Dying, Myths to Live By (by Joseph Campbell), What’s the Matter? (By Dr Mike Godfrey), Peaceful Parent, Happy Kids (by Dr Sally Markham, Respectful Infant Educaring (By Magda Gerber), The Art of Non-Conformity (by Chris Guillebeau)
I meditated with Bert and Ken during Esther’s time inside me.
Bert shared this book, which I refer to for guidance now and then.
I have been researching stories on ‘love’. What is love?’
Is it perpetual forgiveness, of myself, of others. Each moment being ready to empathise, to see through an alternate lens.
Contemplating we are all one.
Separation is an illusion.
Within this exploration I came across this…the poetic suggestion at the beginning
I dedicate this to all those wanting to be ‘in a relationship’.