On Crumbling

 

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“You remember too much”, my mother said to me recently. “Why hold on to all that?”
And I said: “Where can I put it down?” — Anne Carson

I took a deep breath and listened to the old brag of my heart. I am, I am, I am. — Sylvia Plath, The Bell Jar

You don’t have to feel ‘okay’ all the time. You don’t have to be free from all resistance all the time. You are bigger than that, unlimited in fact… You don’t need to be the peaceful one, the awakened one, the strong one, the highly evolved one, the one immune to suffering. All are false limitations on your limitless nature. Simply be what you are, not ‘this’ one or ‘that’ one, but The One, the space for all of it. Let life kick you off your pedestal time and time again, until you lose all interest in being on pedestals. — Jeff Foster

I hold a beast, an angel and a madman in me. — Dylan Thomas

 

Be crumbled.
So wild flowers will come up where you are.
You have been stony for too many years.
Try something different.
Surrender.

— Rumi

The more I think about it, the more I realize there is nothing more artistic than to love others. — Vincent van Gogh

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One response to “On Crumbling

  1. This arrived on a day when I felt as though I was flying apart, pieces disappearing in different directions. Thank you, all those bits are still me, no matter how disparate, disjointed and desperate.

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