@Charlotte Basten thank you so much for sharing! 🥹❤️ May yours send you a warm hug🫶🏻 The best thing I learned from my dad is to see the good in everyone. And not just to have the awareness, but to act like it. I would say he was similar to Zuko in many ways, and now completing his mission. I feel more close to him than I used to when he was around, but I do wish I could hear him waking us up at an unreasonably early hour to do some work around the house, or on the rest days 😂 There’s a paradox: his addiction eclipsed how he was when sober. Very painful to have a father like that. But on the flip side, like in the Alchemist, he was grounding all day long, always on the fields, always in direct contact with the Earth. So I’ve learnt what not to be from him, but I also know what to keep. It’s been two rainy days here, I been crying a lot the past few days. Looking for meaning to my pain. What other traumas I am working on, analysing my dreams, my patterns, recent events, my life. (Update: the wind today took over the rain, it’s just wind so far. The winds of change😉 So annoying the wind - change. But once you learn how to actually master bending it, oh… You already know what happened in The last airbender) But actually I’ve just been pushing down how much I actually miss him, no matter how connected I feel to him now. There’s days when I do not feel him. Because of my walls. I just wish he was here with me physically, to support me through no matter what I am going through. And the pain showed. But I can feel pain and happiness at the same time. Accept that he is not here and that he is. Paradox again. In his memory, I promise to stay open, to not numb out in order to protect myself from pain, to keep being your child, but also a force, to let joy flow through me and guide me. 🥹❤️

@Charlotte Basten thank you! ❤️❤️

I am everyone and everything, and a curious child who just wants to play and explore

@Sylvia Dijkstra I think instructions a bit unclear for me 😂

@Sylvia Dijkstra thank you 🥰

@Nama Azubiah have you had different experiences?

@Nama Azubiah yes I do know the difference between my own heart and my own mind. I literally told you what I personally feel towards this online container & asked if you had different experiences with it. Simple and straightforward. When I personally knew someone was a “threat”, I reached out and it was sorted out. To answer you: My mind tells me endless stories, analyses everything, even tells me now I have to respond to this - even tho I am exhausted, but I allow it. It might be needed. My heart is quiet and radiating. It feels. Not as a reaction to whatever my mind speaks. (the stories of the mind can make us feel the thing as if it is real, same works with memories). My heart feels, absent of the mind’s chatter. Direct and clear communication helps us understand each other and also establish together what is real and needs intervention - or what is projection etc If you have experienced direct racism from members here, I encourage you to speak out. If not, I am sorry if I picked on the wrong thing. This is what I could personally pick on from what you shared.

@Pontus Stjernfeldt so are you saying that God just is - separate from anything else? Not male or female, just being itself. Then why do you say fatherly love? Who needed God to be the Father and why? I love to question. It sounds you do have certain sources you refer to, I respect that. But the best source out there is the heart. Others are and always will be altered in one way or another. My personal view is not contemporary at all. It holds openness to any possibilities, yet it knows the ancient truth. Which, honestly, will always be difficult to translate perfectly through words. There’s no words needed, no sources, nothing. It is felt. 😁 Sending much love to you and your family ❤️ Sendi

@Pontus Stjernfeldt okay, but here’s the contradiction - God is being itself, no gender, yet you say “Him”, “Father”. And I feel you with the wounded heart. But the ways I see it is that the more it’s cracked, the more love can come in and out of it, also from personal experience. Not because it wasn’t abundant in love, but because once it’s cracked and is still not protected, then there’s no more fear. It’s just open. And it endlessly gives and receives. Amplified abundance of love. Personally, I experience this in stages. Still a lot of fear to accept and not run away from. Just gotta sit and talk to the fear. Let it hold my hand and take it with me everywhere. Eventually, she’ll see that it’s safe. Well, honestly that’s mainly up to each of us to also recreate a safe world. It would be ideal for the heart to not be wounded at all. But maybe also the stitches on the heart’s wounds are beliefs and attachments. The true heart is not shaped by anything. The desires, fears, pride etc have nothing to do with the heart. Maybe if it would just have space to breathe, it would have its own revelation. :) Maybe. It sounds that you’re very self-aware and committed to purification of what’s not coming from the heart at all. We’re all on the same journeys, even if they look completely different. 😁