The space around me contracts and expands, it reminds me of the game my four year old likes to play with balloons. Blow it up. Let it go. Watch it fly around the room. Laugh. Repeat. I get filled with air and I fly around the room then laugh at the absurdity of it all.
I've realized every space inside and outside of me is sacred and different than before. Owning this piece of life, connecting with the planet and the universe and other human beings, and the realization about how small I am in the big picture of everything.... it blows my mind. Things that at one time were overwhelming and all consuming are put in their place.
The space in my personal relationships has been redefined. When free-flow of love and compassion are accepted, no longer are people placed into imaginary boxes. In my head I've categorized who each human is to me and how I'll receive and respond to them, this is not healthy. Having cancer is allowing me to let my boxes breathe. I am a human and I am small in the big picture, who am I to predecide where someone will be placed in MY big picture. I am humbled and overwhelmed by the people in my life.
The space around me contracts and expands. Life is sacred. Love is healing.
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