What’s your pain theme these days (this lifetime). Is it begging for love? Or screaming for it? Or is it just annoying?
Pain is just your woundedness saying, “See me? Love me?”
So see it. And Love it.
And then… you have two choices (I am oversimplifying, but this is true…)
1. You can analyze and process your pain. Where did this pain come from, what does it mean, what’s the lesson here?
2. You can just offer it up to the Divine to take care of it for you. Like so: I trust The Divine can handle my bits of agony and transform it in a flash of Grace. She’s got me.
Process or Offer up.
Some days when I swim in the ocean I offer Mother Earth my pain. I try not to think too much about “why” the tears come. It’s better that way. I try to keep my thinking mind out of the equation. I dig deep into what hurts and I just hand it over.
The deeper you go, the freer you get, babe.
Heart like an ocean,