A young woman approached me the other day. I could tell that her heart was heavy; something in her voice hinted at the sorrow.

She had left her home in southwest Indiana hoping to make a ‘fresh start’, as the saying goes. But what she had run from met her here though in alternate form – a broken marriage, a failed reconciliation and subsequent financial woes.

Though her efforts were well-guided, she was still forcing her way through – convinced that ‘a life left behind’ was the only thing left to do.

“I just don’t understand how this happened,” she said. “We were so happy. Everything was so perfect.”

Like most of us she was struggling to find the truth. She wanted desperately to understand the lies, the deceit, and the ultimate degradation of trust.

Though, as Dogen once wrote: “If you can’t find the truth where you are, where else can you expect to find it?”

She had hoped the moved might offer the benefit of a new life; however, we can never escape that which requires our service. Though certainly change may help to facilitate perspective – it can not do so with closed heart and narrowed vision.

So often we mistake healing with a lessening of pain. Though, truly to be ‘healed’ is to be made ‘whole’ again. And how can we made whole if we’re constantly fleeing?

A little something to consider my loves…

In peace…

Namaste ❤