“We do not heal the past by dwelling there; we heal the past by living fully in the present.” ~~~~ our senses are portals to the soul. ...despite my best efforts, life just kept coming at me. No matter how much I resisted and whimpered, the sun rose, birds sang, and babies still made me laugh. I realized that I had a choice: I could keep shutting it out and wallow in misery, or I could open up and receive it. I decided to open, ever so slowly, almost against my will. I started with small things: feeling the comforting weight of blankets piled on top of me as I vegged out on the couch, tasting the bitter sweetness of chocolate chip cookies, seeing the texture and hue of the landscape I stared out into. In doing this, I discovered that what was breathing nourishment back into my soul and calling me forward into living again was none other than my senses. Without doing anything dramatic, without making lofty resolutions or steeling my willpower, I began to heal. I softened. I even laughed. I relearned joy and ease and the thrill of taking risks. Could it be so simple? Could it be so obvious? Yes, and yes.
Posted on: Mon, 31 Mar 2014 19:52:26 +0000
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