receiving love
i had a massage today and we went deep into my emotional holding patterns around loving. i stayed in the immense fear that i have of being forced to temper my love, to keep my love tame. the therapist invited me to travel way back, to a past life in which i was very repressed and forced to keep my love bottled up inside. the feeling was atrocious. i was furious for having to hold on so tight, feeling the bulging and desire to explode. i felt myself turning to stone, feeling trapped inside the confines of my environment. i was completely hopeless and saw no point in living. why live a life confined to the walls of my own inner world, never able to reach out and share, give, explore in the depths of the ocean of love?
earlier this morning i received a letter from a member of integral naked. some of you may know that one of my biggest fears is that i'll come across as being, or even worse that i will become, incredibly full of myself and egotistical. the deep respect that i have for others and my devotion to being humble has, in my past, hindered me from expressing some of my more confident beliefs of self-worth and self-esteem. i share this dialogue with a heart full of awe and gratitude and for some other reason that i can't articulate at the moment!
oh, me too. so thank you, thank you. i feel myself glow even brighter and brighter each time someone acknowledges to me that they see the 'light'. i look at it as not only a pat on the head and something nice said, but as a shared experience of reflecting light for one another. showing each other where we see the radiance. this helps us stay centered, focused, grounded, secure in those places where we are radiant... knowing that at least one other person sees it. i consider this such a gift to share with another and am immensely grateful when people i respect share 'nice things' with me. so really, your words go straight to my heart.I want to say how incredibly helpful all of your posts are and how much compassion I feel coming from you. If nonlocality really works, I swear it jumps right through my computer screen and into my heart.
At heart, I am still 2 years old and there is a part of me that really likes to have a pat on the head and to have someone say nice things to me.
You are like a cosmic blanket, warm and comforting, with an embrace as large as the universe.this touched a particularly deep place. one day i had a vision of that cosmic patchwork blanket, warm, comforting and nourishing that just envelopes another and radiates that ease, peace, and embrace. i collect 'tools' that i find helpful in the way of connecting and being that i practice in the world. that vision of the blanket was a profound discovery and has been a meaningful tool for me. it is incredibly confirming to hear these words from you and to, in a sense, know that 'it's working'. thank you soo, soo much.
May you always receive as much love as you give out-Comments:
I second the anonymous complimenter! =) To me, you are a fountain of subtle energy, a well-spring of ever-flowing Love, a gushing geyser of divine playfulness, and I am thrilled to have the potency of your presence in my life! BEAM ON, my easily amazed Bodhisattva! =) |
yeah. and you also are a very articulate & appreciative receiver...and in this way you reflect and teach others how to give, and how to receive appreciatively too, and how playful it all can be to surrender to such a FLOW...so, it spreads. fast and far! |
I wish I could take credit for those words; they express exactly what I feel about your work and your writing. |
thank you brandy, chris, and siona... |
You are one of the brightest stars on the night sky guiding the way for all who care to look. Know that you are loved across the ocean. |
I tried to put this in your blog, but it was too long winded!.... |
I am not as able to embrace the love from others as I am to emanate love from my own heart. I think part of that is my innate nature, but I can’t deny that at least some of that is because I feel more in control with giving than I do when receiving. I’m not so sure that I am hungry for more love in my life so much as I am hungry for some sort of manifestation of that love in the form of a community. My heart burst with love all the time; painful and blissful, over and over again. |
I too had past life memories come up during massage and cranial sacral treatments. But the feelings you shared here better describe this lifetime for me. That life confined by walls drove me to the edge of suicide before I was able to break through. I was graced with the experience of having my illusions gobbled up by the hunger of pure love. That love was so expansive and amazing that doubt was obliterated for me for a good long time. I feel some shame about letting doubt seep back in over time, especially lately (as you have noticed). The cool thing is that I know my attention is just wandering, I guess I have more things to learn and experience before I am totally done picking up the drama. |
What I see in you is an amazing example of freedom in action. I’m sure you wrestle with it, but I have never seen doubt get in the way of you shining and sharing. And I love love love that about you. You are such a blessing in my life Ashley. |
just in case there is confusion... the last 4 comments in my name were sent to me privately because the author couldn't get them all to fit in the comment box. i resonate so deeply with the words and feelings expressed and i though others might as well so i pasted them into this comment box. |
Oh, snap! |
thank you so much for these words you pasted in, for sharing the giant beautiful heart of the person who wrote them...one of my favorite lines is, "The cool thing is that I know my attention is just wandering, I guess I have more things to learn and experience before I am totally done picking up the drama..." it IS cool...sometimes i feel like my dramas are like boats. they go somewhere. if i forget that the ocean is love, & is me, then i'll stay on the boat (down in the hold, banging my head against the wall). but when i remember that it's just a boat, then, well...maybe instead of dissolving it back into a wave of undifferentiated love (always a fun option), right now maybe i'll just stay on the dramaboat & use it, follow it a bit further, find out what it is teaching me, let it shine & surprise somebody... |
Chris, |
sure leela! if our feet were in the same zip code i'd invite you to a long walk, cuz i sure remember my own version of the panic of feeling myself circling back into the prison-boat of my own depression (clang)... |
slowly making my way down in responding to these amazing comments. |
Thank you, Ashley |
Chris, |
hey leela, |
hi leela, |
once i was meditating and felt this tremendous weight upon my heart. my mind labeled it as longing for others that i could openly connect with and deeply love in the way i know how. however, when i sat with it longer, i realized that it wasn't longing at all, but the weight was all of the love trying to get in, and my own resistance, my own controling blocks that were keeping it out. it really helped me to reframe that feeling of longing as intense love knocking at the door. |
"Yes I do feel like I have to repress the love in order to assimilate. I feel limited by ...All the social rules that limit love based on fear and control." |
jan wrote: "With your subtle radiance of love I resonate and in that moment you become an expression of love I feel for myself too." |
http://leelajade.blogspot.com/20...in- private.htmlleela's response |
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