“When by the flood of your tears
the inner and the outer have fused into one,
you will find Her whom you
sought with such anguish,
nearer than the nearest,
the very breath of life,
the very core of every heart.”
― Anandamayi Ma
In the deeper forms of experiential healing, memory is not recalled primarily through thought. More often, it returns through the body itself.
We often hear the phrase “hurt people hurt people.” But it is not always so simple.
A calling that follows us through every wandering, every forgetting— until we turn, at last, and recognize the One who never left.
A twinkle before time. A blink that became creation. And within it all, the quiet remembering that who we are was never separate from the stillness that first dreamed us into being.