Today I realized that I’ve been resisting joy.
I have felt uncomfortable sinking into the space of my heart and allowing joy to inform my everyday experiences.
I’ve heard before that many cacti— like this prickly pear— are heart medicines.
Here are the “fruits” ready,
Well, almost ready to be eaten.
First you must approach them gingerly, heeding spiny guardians
Then, you must accept that inevitably you will get poked, though it may be by the tiniest of pokers.
This is followed by peeling off the fine membrane encasing the voluptuous fruits, one
At a time.
Finally, you may indulge on the opulent fruit, reminiscent of ripe watermelon
And then spit out the seeds.
Plants have this way of bringing me places.
There is so much spaciousness here in the desert— so many thorns, stingers, fangs, spikes, spines, heat, wind—
Things that somehow
Are helping me feel the deep chambers of my heart
And all the room that is in there
(and love). 💗
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