“By your stumbling, the world is perfected,” Sri Aurobindo once wrote. It is by our imperfections that this world is made whole.

Yet, how infrequent the allowance – the willingness to simply be. That we face the fears of another’s judgement, or – worse yet, that of our own mind’s meandering.

“But few are those who tread the sunlit path;” he shared. Have we become accustomed to the illusion of our perfection? Have we relinquished the last real connection to our humanity?

Having suffered previously, this thought of error – we lean into the ‘absolute’, the space of non-reconciliation. Do we fear the harsh contrast of our own internal light?

Or, are we simply afraid to recognize that which is real?

Because, aren’t we all, my dearest loves – a living, breathing, shimmering, radiant manifestation of the Divine?

In peace…

Namaste ❤️