Bodhichitta is our heart—our wounded, softened heart. Right down there in the thick of things, we discover the love that will not die. This love is bodhichitta. It is gentle and warm; it is clear and sharp; it is open and spacious. The awakened heart of bodhichitta is the basic goodness of all beings.

~ Pema Chodron ~

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today is one of those oxygen masks days when the need to return to self by breathing into the belly, the wisdom space is a requisite… somehow, i feel it’s so in rhythm with the turn of the wheel as we enter the darkest part of the year in the northern hemisphere, a mystical season, where we may feel the darkness as sanctuary and it may bring up fear and discomfort because of what is unseen which can trigger feelings of  disorientation and danger…

trauma exists here in our innermost caverns as  layers of heartache and as we welcome each of these visitors by opening our heart, we liberate ourselves and the collective…

this sacred sojourn of descent, this magickal mystery tour leads to transformation when we hold the tension and surrender into our softened heart…

may we always come home to the heart, to the garden of peace, being present in the moment, in the presence of the beloved resting in the stillpoint, the unchanging, taking a silent still pregnant pause in the moments of feeling so stretched and uncomfortable right before the crowning… in this moment of presence,  open more fully to birthing the new, surrendering to nature, to love and creating from this sacred space… YES! to full blooming lotushood…