The Field

The Field

We can always start again, with compassion and kindness. No, it doesn’t erase the times we have acted unkindly and without compassion towards others. No, it doesn’t erase the times others have acted unkindly and without compassion towards us. But it casts a new light on those times. It allows us to feel the pain that we were in, the corners we felt backed into, the history that we were convinced was repeating, during those times when we lashed out at other people. It allows us to feel the pain that others were in, the corners they felt backed into, the history that they were convinced was repeating, during those times when they lashed out at us. And in that now moment of starting over in kindness and compassion, maybe we glimpse how much we truly love ourselves, how much we truly love others, how much we long to surrender to that love, and how much it’s possible to do just that. Because in each and every now moment of kindness and compassion, we surrender a little bit more to love…until finally we meet in the field Rumi spoke of, where there is nothing left for us except love. I hope to meet you there…now.

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