Havin loved enough and lost enough,I'm no longer searching,just opening,no longer trying to make sense of painbut trying to be a soft and sturdy homein which real things can land.These are the irritationsthat rub into a pearl.So we can talk for a whilebut then we must listen,the way rocks listen to the sea.And we can churn at all that goes wrongbut then we must lay all distractionsdown and water every living seed.And yes, on nights like tonightI too feel along. But seldom do Iface it squarely enough to see that it's a doorinto the endless beraththat has no breather
In this reflection, the author shares a journey of emotional evolution after experiencing love and loss. No longer consumed by the need to seek answers to life's pains, they emphasize the importance of being open and creating a nurturing environment. This approach allows genuine feelings to settle and transform, much like irritants turning into pearls. The author suggests that while it’s valuable to discuss challenges, listening and connecting with the world is equally essential.
On nights of loneliness, the author admits to feeling lost but recognizes this emotional state as an opportunity for deeper reflection. They describe it as a doorway to understanding the vastness of existence, a breath that is always present yet often overlooked. This perspective encourages an appreciation for the quiet moments and the importance of tending to personal growth and the needs of others.
