Maybe this is the ideal, but I've definitely had long moments that were just unbearable and extremely hard to stay open to. I could really only redeem them long after the pain was over.
And then the mysterious question: who is the "We" or "I" that actually makes this reality? It's definitely not the voice in my head that I tend to identify with most, and it seems to blur with people and things around me. I can't own it, or even see it much of the time.
Maybe this is the ideal, but I've definitely had long moments that were just unbearable and extremely hard to stay open to. I could really only redeem them long after the pain was over.
And then the mysterious question: who is the "We" or "I" that actually makes this reality? It's definitely not the voice in my head that I tend to identify with most, and it seems to blur with people and things around me. I can't own it, or even see it much of the time.