Acknowledging the Difficulty, part 2
As I allow myself to realize the depth of my distress, something actually gets quieter.
There is a frantic scurrying, an urgent campaign of subterfuge, “Don’t let her know what is really going on down here!” that is put to rest when at some level I can simply know and accept that the distress and horror are there.
Unexpected relief just in the acknowledgement.
It may be true that the cover-up is worse than whatever terror or horror has been hidden.
Surrender can hold anything.
Grace can hold anything.
The Earth can hold anything and everything.
The Universe can hold anything and everything.
There is nothing that needs to remain hidden.
At a pace that is safe, may all be known, inside and outside of me.