I had my heartbroken rather deeply the other day. A misunderstanding born of failed communication, which grew and grew and grew. It doesn’t happen often, though – when it does, it is my Achilles heel.

Buddhism teaches us to lean into our suffering; to envelope within the energy of compassion – to observe it as a single, fleeting moment in time. Though, when our heart is broken – we may feel so very small; causing the rest of our world to become so very ‘big.’

Today, my world feels rather big. My emotions, normally centered, have taken a path to their own – spinning trails in the sands of wanting to do the right thing. Though, even now – I may view my sorrow as wisdom; holding the lesson with the same care I would my own child.

Eventually, this pain will subside – as will the tears. My perspective will take on the shimmer of these broken shards.

Why?

Because, nothing is ever permanent, my loves – save for one thing:

The boundlessness of this great and gloriously imperfect heart.

Someday, I assure you – I will heal; until then, I’ll continue to love and write.

In peace, my loves…

Namaste <3