There is a Sweetness that lies at the heart of resting and stillness…I long to meet my Self there…
And at the same time I fear to relinquish an ancient, archaic wounded control, lay my burdens & defences down, and Let Life meet me, face to face…
Don’t I believe I deserve such Nectar as Sweet & Fine as this? Is that part of the reluctance, of the earthly resistance?
The fear is both understandable and makes absolutely no sense at all. But I offer the fear Perseverance, and Will, “We’ll get past this!”
Hopefully, this too shall pass, as many more difficulties have passed before it..
Peace & Love,