February 14, 2012
I wasn’t sure how I’d feel today but I’m happy to report (to you and to myself) I am actually in good spirits. It’s my first Valentine’s Day after the end of a … no, THE … long-term relationship; the one I believed (and hoped) would last forever that didn’t.
And despite my intellectual understanding that everything (including a relationship) either evolves or dies, and my spiritual practice that teaches only love is real, I am definitely not immune from disappointment, heartbreak and the pain of being wonderfully, fearfully human. You know … the pain that can often lead to “the bathroom floor experience”.
The Bathroom Floor Experience
I am no stranger to the “bathroom floor” experience that Iyanla, Pema Chodron, Liz Gilbert and Debbie Ford have described. That moment when you come face to face with the type of pain that breaks you – either down or open. The type of tumult that smirks as it looks you in the eye and punches you in the gut. It’s that moment when what you feared is found and what you hoped is lost.
Wisdom in the Whisper™ 