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As We Believe.

I remember having a conversation once with a young, many years ago.

He’s been wrongly accused of a crime he had not committed, spending much of his youth behind bars.

“Five long years,” he said, his voice trailing into resignation. “But the worst part is the stigma; that never goes away.”

We sat for hours as he recounted the many incidences of ‘having to prove one’s worth’ — job interviews, college entrance examinations, and even a failed relationship or two.

“I carried a burden that was never mine,” he said. “Until I realized, that I was a victim of my own holding on.”

There’s something that occurs when we feel misjudged or wounded. Immediately we’re faced with a whole plethora of emotion, the deepest of which is our need to be heard.

It occurred to me that the majority of conflict in our lives are predicated on this single source – “I am here. Please see me; know me for who I am.”

So much so, that we become trapped in the discursiveness of dialogue, rather than opening to the truth as it has always been.

We become victims of our own holding on.

It’s only when we realize that our existence extends far beyond the limitations of word that we are finally able to enjoy this freedom within.

In peace, my loves…

Namaste ❤️

The Butterfly Inside.

When the venerable Chogyam Trungpa Rinpoche was once asked, “Why don’t more students attend your teachings.”

He thought for a while, and then he smiled, answering simply, “Because, there is great fear in becoming unmasked.”

Well now, isn’t that the truth?

I mean, how often have we failed to follow our ‘truth’ for fear that we *might* be rejected? So much so, that we tuck it away until our heart literally aches inside.

Are we so eager to impress, that we’ve forgotten the beautiful soul inside?

I wish I could remember who it was that said,

“You are only ever loved to the extent that you are known”.

Indeed, how can we ever feel loved for who we are – if we, ourselves, are too afraid to know?

It leaves me to wonder, how the caterpillar must have felt, when she finally had the courage to let it all go?

All that time, I’m sure, spent locked in worry – never realizing the ‘butterfly’ inside.

My darlings, our greatest potential exists in that moment – when we’ve courage enough to remove our ‘mask’ and realize the potential within.

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