Almost 5 years later, I find myself in the same spot, with the same towel 😜, reading a different book, but similar message…let it go, babe, LET.IT.GO...

Every year during this season, I feel a weight looming, one that’s become so close, I find it taking hold of me. This year, instead of letting it shadow me, I turned and faced her…wrapped her up in the entirety of my soul and let everything wash over me. The compassion and unrelenting presence this journey through life has cultivated in me, came to life as a visceral experience I can only describe as ineffable peace.

Turns out, when I stop bracing for impact, I become available for everything trying to reach me. Love is there, whether I’m aware of it or not...even when my heart is breaking, even when I’m lost in a spiral of thoughts, even when my perception is distorted in scarcity, even when my body feels like the enemy, even when I’m consumed in grief…ESPECIALLY when I’m consumed in grief.

Growing this capacity to experience life on another level, requires a kind of persistence where longing and spiritual knowing meet. It’s the kind of desire that burns you to your core, until there’s nothing left, but surrender. That’s where your aliveness lives.

This is what this year has given me, through radical shifts, the lowest of lows and the commitment to rise, not above, but WITH the ache...an experience of love so vast, I’ll never stop feeling her, loving her, being her.

So grateful “I get to” continue desiring, letting go, experiencing life to the fullest…Soul, wide-open.

@elenabrower #holdnothing @anipemachodron #whenthingsfallapart @zivameditation