Again and again I see myself trying to create peace and calm around me. Â There is nothing wrong with this, in fact, it’s a natural and lovely desire. Â But I see that any movement that is grasping towards peace is actually a movement away from it. Â It’s a way to avoid what’s here.
We want control. Â We want peace, safety, security, happiness. Â We want things to be calm and wonderful. We want to feel good. But in our desire to create this, we often resist/reject what’s actually here – and then whatever we do to ‘feel better’ is never complete.
Miranda Macpherson says that anyone who claims that it is easy to be on a spiritual path clearly isn’t on one. Â So true. Â As we awaken more and more to the truth of what’s actually present in a moment, we are bound to encounter some extremely intense and painful emotions, and aspects of reality that we’ve spent our lives avoiding.
So if there is a ‘goal’ in all of this (I can imagine Gangaji raising her eyebrows at me as I use the word ‘goal’) it isn’t to create peace in our lives and in the lives of everyone around us. Â It is to have the courage and willingness to open ourselves to meet whatever arises in life without resistance – with a degree of direct, unguarded openness. Â If we can find the wisdom to simply see and accept what’s here without putting the overlay of our judgement and attempt to control things over top, the possibility of acting from a more conscious, wise and compassionate place opens up. So if that means heartbreak is present, we allow our hearts to be completely broken. Â If deep joy is present, we open to it so deeply that we may fall on our knees and weep.
I see the ways I still resist what’s here. Â It’s fascinating, heartbreaking, challenging and ultimately liberating. Â I want to share the journey of my latest personal inquiry as I think it might touch and loosen something deep for many….
Last night I had a delicious piece of my Italian Auntie’s homemade lasagna. Â It was a big piece and I’m just coming off a cleanse, so to have gluten and tomatoes and a glass of red wine was exquisite. Â Once my plate was clean, I felt this familiar ‘wanting more’. Â I checked in with my body and immediately realized it wasn’t physical hunger… just more of a desire to taste more, fill up the taste buds and belly with the comfort of rich flavour and heaviness. Â I immediately felt this inner conflict of knowing I wasn’t hungry on one hand, but a part of my being was needing something deep in that comfort on the other… and then there was a sense of shame for not being able to just shut down and cut off that deep needing.
I had another slice – and it was delicious. I decided to enjoy it and not beat myself up for having it in the slightest – which I was able to do. Â But I acknowledged the need to inquire into what this true hunger was – this deep need to be comforted and held by food. Â Like many of us, I have a history of tangling food with self-love. Â Food has been a form of deep comfort, solace and self-love for me since I was about 13 years old. Â But now, as I am deepening my capacity to meet the truth of whatever is present, I realize that eating when I’m not hungry isn’t the wisest or most complete way to love myself. Â I knew I had to meet that ‘needing’ directly.
So late last night I inquired… I brought myself back to the table, wanting that extra piece of lasagna. Â I turned my attention to the part of me that had the energy of an obsessive wanting… an addictive energy – in my belly, my jaw and in my tightened brow… wanting wanting wanting. And again feeling the tension of the inner conflict of believing that I ‘shouldn’t want’. I opened to the feeling even deeper – what’s under this wanting? Immediately a raw sadness burst into my heart. Â A deep curled up, lonely, shaking sadness. I didn’t feel the need to probe into why it was there or what it was about – I knew I just had to keep it company. As I opened to it fully – I sobbed as terror and despair unleashed fully. Â As I did so, a palpable presence of compassion for it all – a wise and loving holding arose. Â Once the rawness and intensity of this wave started to naturally subside, I just breathed, with my full attention on this vulnerable space that was opening in my heart. Â I put my hand on my heart and asked what that space needed. Â There was no concrete answer – but I could feel a huge love flowing from the warmth of my hand on my heart into the space that was raw, open, vulnerable and heartbroken…. that space – that one who was so lost in sadness started to calm and soften – until there was this sense of merging with total love. Â No more giving love and receiving love. Â Just a calm deep presence of stable and strong love. Â I ended with a blessing to myself – ‘may I be willing to open to this heartbreak when it needs my attention, may I be at peace with myself, may I meet myself fully’.
I’ve inquired into my relationship with food before, but this time I touched the core of it consciously. It tore me apart – and then something deeper stood back up. I feel so humbled, relaxed and deeply grateful for what this relationship with food has led me to. Â There is still something that feels a bit vulnerable and open around it all, but much stronger than that is a deep deep release and peace.
My goodness…. I hope this helps you my friends of heart…. Â I have deep empathy for that almost intolerable pain that is underneath the need to eat for comfort. Â But this is one of the ways in… I wish you courage and the deepest and steadiest self-compassion as you inquire. Â I am sending out my blessing to you now…. May we all find peace with our bodies, our emotions and food. Â May we all love ourselves with the deepest wisdom and compassion.
Love always,
Laura