You are tired, friend.
Your body aches to rest.
You have wanted to fall apart for so long.
To let go of your defences.
To be transparent and authentic.
Your cynicism has protected you.
Your fear has served you well.
Your dreams of enlightenment were beautiful dreams.
But there is no need to hold your 'self' together any longer.
Or simply stop pretending that you don't know 'how'.
The vastness will hold you.
Only illusions can disappear.
The deeper the heart breaks
The more love it can hold.
Don't tell me you are not worthy.
Don't tell me you are not made of stars.
- Jeff Foster www.lifewithoutacentre.com
made of honey
Kiss your own fingertips
and hug your own curves.
You are made of waves and honey
and spicy peppers when it is necessary.
You are a goddess,
I hope you haven’t forgotten.
- Emery Allen
Anandalila is a tantric hatha yoga teacher and moksha magick practitioner. When she is not on the mat, she enjoys reading, writing, music, birdwatching, and, of course, chocolate.