Her nervous system had been through so much. She decided to spend the rest of her life calming the inflammation. Thoughts, feelings, memories, behavior, relations. She soothed it all with deep, Loving breaths and gentle practices. The softer she became with herself, the softer she became with the world, which became softer with her. She birthed a new generational cycle: Peace.
⚘ Jaiya John, Fragrance After Rain
“Under the present brutal and primitive conditions on this planet, every person you meet should be regarded as one of the walking wounded. we have never seen a man or woman not slightly deranged by either anxiety or grief. we have never seen a totally sane human being.“ — Robert Anton Wilson
To be aware of the wonder and enchantment of this world, it's astonishing creatures and complex interactions, and to be aware simultaneously of the remarkably rapid destruction of every living system, is to take on a burden of grief that is almost unbearable.
“We are all wounded inside in some way or another. We all carry unhappiness within us for some reason or other. Which is why we need a little gentleness and healing from one another. Healing in words, and healing beyond words. Like gestures. Warm gestures. Like friendship, which will always be a mystery. Like a smile, which someone described as the shortest distance between two people.“