Messy Connection

The sense of connection has been on my mind a lot recently. More particularly authentic deep connection where you feel truly seen and accepted in your entirety – the good and the messy.

It’s a tricky thing, because it’s in the hard times we feel our most messy, and also need connection the most. The tendency can be to shy away until we feel more presentable and put together AND the truest sense of connection that brings nurturing, healing, and solace comes when we can be in the messy and feel the being not alone in it.

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.