More continued work on the body, making changes and accepting the help.
I have loved how most of the providers who are saving my life are women. In some of the techniques being used, they have to wrap their arms around me, twist and poke and prod in certain ways. I try to relax into that and feel this great, feminine love of women willing to touch and heal me. It feels sacred.
Listening to James Finley on Love and the Dark Night of the Soul:
“The dark night of the soul is the process of being dislodged by Love from the perception that the point that you’ve come to is deep enough for you. We come to a place of realization in love, of self-knowledge, a sense of what life is about, and we pause there in a kind of reflective, subjective experience of depth of that presence to us. The self that lives there imagines that they have the final say in who they are.
The dark night of the soul is like the Divine strategy of artfully dislodging us from anything less than infinite union with infinite love as being enough for us, our destiny.
The church says that God is everywhere, but God’s really in your soul. And God’s really, really in the church. And God’s really, really, really in the Eucharist and God’s really, really, really, really in heaven.
But God’s really, really, really, really, really, really everywhere.
The generosity of the Infinite is infinite, and we are the generosity of God.”