i said i would write about compassion this week.
i have 3-4 drafts i am currently working on.
nothing i’ve written thus far feels “right” or true to my experience.
all i really want to say is that, in looking for love, i have found compassion towards myself.
i am no longer looking for perfection, just want to be honest with and in the process of healing my hearts heart.
compassion, i am learning, is at the core of healing old wounds.
would love to say more, pero es todo por ahora.
for now, i invite others to respond to the little i wrote here.