Feeling

I feel, deeply.

For the longest time, my conditioning and worldview made me believe that it wasn’t okay to feel too much. It made me believe that I was too much.

My conditioning and worldview valued achieving, so that’s what I strived for, and between all of the doing and busyness and accumulating, I masked the feeling.

Then I started meditating. And in the stillness and silence and being, I felt my heart. It was only when I felt this connection that I realised how disconnected I had been.

The more I practice, the more I feel. The more I feel, the more I touch the beauty within. The more I touch this place, the more it ripples out into the beauty I see in the world. That beauty is endless.