There is nothing wrong.
Sadness is not wrong.
Fear is not wrong.
Confusion is not wrong.
Our pain is not wrong.
Resisting and fighting and judging and shaming and shunning our pain is what makes it all seem so … wrong.
And yet here is a deeper truth, for those who are open:
Even our resistance of pain is not wrong.
If resistance is what’s happening in the moment, it cannot be wrong. It is a valid expression of life, vital and alive and true.
We can bow to our ‘resistance’. Find the sacredness in it.
Beyond ‘right’ and ‘wrong’, there is an unconditional love that embraces even our present-moment resistance. There is a Now that is vast, and forgiving.
In the end, even ‘resistance’ is just another concept. Another judgement. Another way to make ourselves… wrong.
"RESISTANCE BAD. SELF-LOVE GOOD".
That’s what we learn.
But we never actually “resist” our pain (just as we never actually "accept" it). We just never learned how to BE WITH it, that's all. How to sit with it. Stay with it. Have a cup of tea with it. See it as a beloved friend, at home in the vastness.
Our ignorance is our innocence. Instead of 'resistance', let us speak of our innocence, our not knowing, our intelligent turning-away from what we are not yet ready to face. Let us be gentler with ourselves. Kinder to our trauma. Considering what we have been through, what we have survived, we are doing so well.
Our pain is not wrong.
It is an invitation.
Inviting us to come closer...
Falling through imagined layers...
Into great
mystery.
Abdullah: ForTheWomansSoul.