Last week, a lot of strong and raw emotions were coming up for me. Mostly, I felt it in my physical body. Nausea, tension in my belly, a gnawing sense in my stomach – nothing made sense. It felt like part of me was dying; I believe it was, I can only guess.
Finally, sitting in a moment of quiet in my otherwise busy day, I heard from within, “gratitude.” I immediately began to thank the pain, even though I know not what it was, other than pieces of me that I needed to integrate. The Lion was now a Lamb. No longer armor, it was part of my softness.
Just part of the process of learning. Some things need different techniques than others.
Gratitude opens the heart and allows love to heal the parts we don’t want to feel. This can be a tough sideways pill to swallow; to be grateful for pain. Yet it can be incredibly freeing.
May we be free of the suffering that keeps us from being our truest & greatest selves. May we find gratitude for the pain; the balm that heals the very wound is gratitude.