All feelings are only looking for a loving home, for mercy and protection.
Feelings that have been resisted, pushed away, denied, banished, do not actually disappear;
they live on in the darkness of the Unconscious, homeless and hungry for love, pulling the strings in our relationships,
our bodies, our work in the world, getting in the way of our joy.
Screaming for attention, deep down in the Underworld, they sap and drain our vitality and self-expression, cause us to become reactive,
compulsive and obsessive, depressed and anxious, and ultimately affect our physical health... all in their attempt to get us to listen.
Until one day, we remember,
all feelings are sacred and have a right to exist in us, even the messiest and most inconvenient and painful ones.
And we remember to turn towards our feelings instead of running away.
To soften into them. To make room for them instead of numbing them out or ignoring them.
So much of our precious life force, our prana, our chi, our sacred energy, is spent on this Sisyphean task of pushing feelings away,
trying to make them go 'somewhere else', but where would they go?
For even the Underworld is within us.
So much creativity is released, so much relief is felt, when we break this age-old pattern of self-abandonment,
go beyond our fearful conditioning, and try something totally new: staying close to feelings, not pushing them away,
as they emerge in the freshness of the moment, looking for their true home – which is our own hearts.
I am eternally grateful to the gods of the Underworld for keeping my feelings safe until I was ready to feel them, for protecting me from what I was not yet ready to protect.
~ Jeff Foster ~
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Definitions are dead and of the past.
You are too alive for definitions.
You're not a success or a failure.
You're not a good person or a bad person.
You're not a wise person or a fool.
You're not beautiful, nor are you ugly.
You're not enlightened, and you can't be unenlightened, ever.
You're not any one thing, nor nothing,
nor many things at once.
You are pure potential.
A vessel for life,
prior to any incarnation.
You always knew you were changing
too fast to be defined.
No concept can capture your vastness.
No mouth can speak your name.
No word can capture your outrageous fire.
- Jeff Foster