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cracking open

altered beauty

My heart seems to be cracking open wider and wider every day as I face my fear of being alone, my fear of abandonment and open to my deep yearning for belonging. Really allowing myself to feel loss rather than just replacing it with someone or something else has been an act of tremendous courage. Allowing myself to feel the depth of love that I am capable of is equally courageous because I then face the fear of loss again.

And so it goes.

Love is tricky.

I don’t have any other words today, just that photo up there and this song:

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