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Patrol Night 2 or I Have Turtle Blood on My Hands
June 22, 2010 Tonight I am on the beach writing by the gibbous moonlight. The Atlantic is beating a persistent time, the stars sparkle, the ...
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Notes on Day 21, March 16, Terradillos de Templarios to Sahagun Pablo and I continued the BS straight out of the albergue. Pablo started wal...
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BTW, I had a grand time in Santiago! The day I returned from Muxia, as I walked back into town from the bus station, I saw Roberto and Elain...
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hey girl- praying for you today. praying that you feel sqeezed by the lovingkindness of the Holy Spirit in His gentleness and passion. you are greatly loved. greatly.
and i love you, too.
You are my new shero for taking this journey. Sounds like you are doing the work and facing the hard stuff while noticing the beauty and grace that surround you.
I hope you have the same experience that our girl Liz Gilbert had...
"One by one, the thoughts and memories of sadness raised their hands, stood up to identify themselves. I looked at each thought, at each unit of sorrow, and I acknowledged its existence and felt its horrible pain. And then I would tell that sorrow, 'It's OK. I love you. I accept you. Come into my heart now. It's over.' I would actually feel the sorrow enter my heart. Then I would say, 'Next?' and the next bit of grief would surface. I would regard it, experience it, bless it and invite it into my heart too. I did this with every sorrowful thought I'd ever had - reaching back into years of memory - until nothing was left."
Kristin, do this with your sorrow, your anger, your shame. Show yourself and your Higher self your worst. Then look into your heart and know that if it took in all those urchins of sorrow and anger and shame, its love in infinite.
I'm proud of you. Stay safe and know that you are loved.
Marcie
Hey, Ally here from the camino this last weekend (I am the one from MO-TN who studied the horrors of testing that we discussed over dinner in Agés). Just wanted to say ULTREYA! You got this girl!
Rejoicing in your phone call of 3/11. So glad to hear the adventure back in your voice. Take the gifts of each day and relish them. It will all work out for the best. Just watch the feet carefully so you can continue on this wonderous journey of renewal and faith.
Love Muti
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