Falling Apart of Falling Into Place

Even if we’ve never met in person, here are 2 things I suspect I know about you…

First, you’ve felt deep pain. Second, you crave more pleasure (even if you’re just barely admitting it to yourself).

For so long after my daughter Alison died and my whole life basically blew up in my face, I felt throbbing pain in every part of being. And on the edges of that I also yearned for its contrast – pleasure.

I tried so many things hoping they’d bring me pleasure. It wasn’t until I gave myself permission to feel pleasure that any of those “things” made a difference.  

Because it was an inside job all along.