A love letter

A Love Letter
To you, who strives to be the beautiful being that you already are. For every time you see a flaw, I will mirror back your perfection. For every bad thought you believed, which hurt you, but which you suppressed in your quest for perfection; with every fear, I will stand beside you and walk through it with you.
Every time you get lost and you believe it, I stand clear and ready, available to walk the path with you all the way home. In every challenge, outer and inner, I am there. No matter what passion or aggression drives you, I will stand by, waiting, knowing; knowing that it is a passing cloud in front of your beautiful eyes.
Even …

The Forgiveness of Others Does Not Exist

The Forgiveness of Others Does Not Exist

Forgiveness Wanted:
Dead or Alive
Today a slight “off” feeling stuck around my solar plexus for a few moments. I am not “off” much since April—the gift of suffering does not last long as it is just a pointer toward joy, which I gratefully accept. I knew the feeling was related to someone else from my past, who I had been thinking about, and so I began the practice.
What do I want?
Hmmmm I tried-on a few things like “to love that person,” and “to feel that person’s love,” but this time these things did not match. Nothing filled the gap, until I hit on wanting that person’s forgiveness. Old mind began to arise, “but they won’t …