Hearts Are Compliated

It was a beautiful day, filled with the very best humans, sharing their thoughts and feelings with each other.

Community.

And still, I walked away with a sharp pang in my heart. A sadness found its way in through a crack.

And I know — it’s time to practice what I preach.

It’s time to sit with all the messy, complicated, impossible feelings that have crept in, and do it without judgment.

It’s easy to say, “I’m not going to think about this,” because it feels too big, too painful, too layered to deal with.

But the truth is: you don’t always have to “deal” with the heartbreaking moments. They don’t always have to make sense. And sometimes, you never get the answer to your question: but why.

I’m drawing on all my inner courage so I’m strong enough to say:

I see you, crack. You’re messy and painful and confusing — and you still have every right to be here.

I’m not going to tell this feeling it’s wrong.
I’m not going to tell myself I should feel different.

I’m just going to be a good friend to myself.
I’m going to listen and validate.

And in the end, I’m going to give her a hug and say:

You’re big sky country—
with a heart wide enough and strong enough
to carry every feeling that comes your way.

Writing Prompt:

What feeling have you been trying to fix, explain, or hide? What would happen if you simply sat with it without judgement?

Write about what it’s like to let your feelings belong in the family of things.