Beloved Wild Heart,
When you seek direction in life and feel alone without answers - it’s not because you cannot hear the quiet utterances of your own Heart - but because you don’t believe them to be true. When truth echoes through the deep canyons of your body, it’s usually only the small-self who listens, only the wounded-self who responds, and only the ego who acts. Allow the qualities of what you are - love, stillness, trust, consent - to be on the other side of that conversation too. Allow that to listen, respond, and act.
Most answers won’t come to you through profound life-altering experiences. They will appear softly through the most mundane moments; when your hands are full of dirt, and the kettle sings to you from the open flame, and Mind suddenly becomes still enough for the Heart to ribbon its silken poetry through it.
When you touch your sorrow with the Love that you are, it heals in a way that reminds you nothing ever needed to be healed. When you touch guilt with the Love that you are, you are forgiven in a way that reminds you nothing ever needed to be forgiven. When you touch questions with the Love that you are, you become whole in a way that reminds you nothing ever needed to be fixed.