The mysterious pool of pain and desire that feels too deep to enter. You fear you could drown in its depth so you stay at the edge or turn your back to it altogether.
Your mind tells you - you can’t feel that. You can’t have that. You can’t want that.
And yet, there is an ache inside you.
The ache for more. More depth. More love. More connection. More rest. More pleasure. More aliveness.
The ache to be felt with deep presence. To be known in your fullness. To be witnessed in your deepest truth. The ache for more of whatever is quietly, relentlessly, calling you.
Most of us will do anything to avoid feeling this ache.
Because to feel it is to hurt.
To touch the places we were never met. The places we abandoned ourselves. The places we denied our own longing. It opens the void– of what has been missing, what we wanted but never claimed, what we repressed and rejected, what we learned to silence.
When we don’t allow ourselves to feel, we turn away from ourselves. We distract. We numb. We look outward for something or someone to carry what we will not.
We find ourselves circling the same emptiness. The same loneliness. The same disconnection.
Your ache is not your enemy. Your ache is not wrong. Your ache is not too much.
Your ache is your deep wisdom. It is the doorway to remembering what your soul knows. It is the voice of your yearning leading you to your deeper truth. When you can be with yourself—feel it, sit with it, breathe with it, cry with it, and listen— you claim something sacred.
The tightness around your heart softens. Your chest opens and in that opening the very thing you long for begins to find you. Not through force. Not through chasing. Not through performing. But through allowing what is real to be felt.
Come closer to your ache.
Create space for it, little by little, breath by breath. When what is real is given space to rise your deeper desires begin to reveal themselves.
They are not random.
They are ancient. They are sacred. They are yours.
They have been waiting for you. Claim them with depth.
Your yearning is beautiful. Your yearning is sacred. Your yearning is the opening.
