Cracked Open
I’ve experienced it many times after returning home from a workshop or retreat. I used to feel it after coming home after spending a long time in Hawaii.
That quiet, gentle, tender, squishy feeling. Soft and surrendered. Cracked open.
Such a beautiful feeling. Deep and powerful, yet soft and so very, very sweet. I find myself crying at just about anything tender.
And sometimes I get a little scared about going back out into the “regular world.” It seems like the rest of the world doesn’t have the same sensitivity going on at all. And it can feel quite frightening.
And yet, I consistently find that when I remain open,...read more »

