I am back from my trip to India! More on that soon. But for now, here are my reflections on this week’s archetype: Compassion. This week, Friday through Wednesday (March 13-18th), we will experience the gifts of our Humanity, our emotional Suffering, and ultimately our Compassion. I talk about emotional turbulence, lust, suffering, and being human. I provide meditations for you to presence Compassion in the fullness of your feeling (humanity). No feeling is final. Each of us has the ability to endure any feeling with Allowing. We naturally possess a constant presence. This presence can breakthrough emotional habits that no longer serve us. We access this by following our Light in any situation. With this mysterious inner presence we resolve crisis. We feel to heal. We simply breathe with acceptance and our awareness enters our solar plexus. We bring emotional pain to light, and it naturally passes through us. Listen for meditations and more.

Poems included in this week’s episode…Let This Darkness Be a Bell TowerWritten by Rainer Maria RilkeTranslated by Joanna Macy

Quiet friend who has come so far,

feel how your breathing makes more space around you.Let this darkness be a bell towerand you the bell. As you ring,

what batters you becomes your strength.Move back and forth into the change.What is it like, such intensity of pain?If the drink is bitter, turn yourself to wine.

In this uncontainable night,be the mystery at the crossroads of your senses,the meaning discovered there.

And if the world has ceased to hear you,say to the silent earth: I flow.To the rushing water, speak: I am.

Sonnets to Orpheus II, 29

Go to the Limits of Your LongingWritten by Rainer Maria RilkeTranslated by Joanna Macy

God speaks to each of us as he makes us,then walks with us silently out of the night.

These are the words we dimly hear:

You, sent out beyond your recall,go to the limits of your longing.Embody me.

Flare up like a flameand make big shadows I can move in.

Let everything happen to you: beauty and terror.Just keep going. No feeling is final.Don’t let yourself lose me.

Nearby is the country they call life.You will know it by its seriousness.

Give me your hand.

Book of Hours, I 59

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