A Heart Breaking Open
"Ever has
it been that love knows not its own depth
until the hour of separation."
Kahlil Gibran
As a facilitator of
brilliance in others, I have found that sharing my path
is always relevant. For a time I thought that I must
keep my reality under lock and key... not revealing my
personal journey publicly. To do so would mean certain
vulnerability. Through my work unleashing my own SHiNE,
I have realized that hiding is a narcissistic pursuit,
and a presumption that I must be kept safe from
potential humiliation.
Humiliation... perhaps it's
really nothing to fear at all.
Humility
is among the
most powerful allies on my journey. And
my process of self-discovery IS the medicine that I am
meant to dispense. (I believe the same is true
for you.) So to bare my soul's deepest yearnings and
vulnerabilities is to walk the path of brilliance for
me.
The image above so perfectly reflects the space of my
heart right now. A tearing open to reveal new light...
and the insights born of death. The most intimate
relationship in my life to-date is ending. My
lover/companion and I shared a short-lived but
deeply-felt love for one another. And as I write, we
currently share a home, a bed, and a life together.
Nevertheless, we have been initiated by circumstance to
let one another go...
It has been a tremendous blessing to love... and to
lose. I
welcome the pain, for beneath it lies the potential for
more joy. Perhaps it is not that the heart breaks when
love is threatened, but instead that it
breaks
open... revealing blessings and
truths that can be used to transform the ways in which
we love ourselves and one another.
If indeed our partnerships in life act as Divine
Mirrors so that we might see ourselves better, may we
be willing to stare the truth in the face with fearless
curiosity. May we see how we are reflected in the
choices of those whom reside in and around our heart.
And may we seize the power to love under any
circumstance.
What brought an end to my relationship was painful to
be sure; yet, I know better than to cast myself a
victim in a drama that I helped to create. And I am
learning to let go of self-righteous towards what I
perceive to be the mistakes of others. I receive the
love that I am ready for in each moment... and anything
less, well, I must look within to find the strength to
reflect love where it is lacking.
For the past ten days, I have felt the pain of a broken
heart. Ironically, the Love
that I now offer - ever since pain tore into me - is an
enlightened evolution of the love that I thought was
sufficient up until now. I am cracked wider than
ever before, and I am filled with gratitude for the
pain that burrowed into the core of my potential. I now
have the opportunity to love in a manner that
transcends personal gain, self-gratification, and
attachment to outcome... or even hope of reciprocity.
This recent journey is teaching me what it is to bask
in the brilliance of the Feminine. In moments of
weakness
I discover the
Strength and Power of what it is to be a woman. I take
my heart that has been broken... blasted wide open...
and I treat it as an altar. Each day, my practice is to
embrace humiliation (the brilliant gift of forced
humility) and prostrate repeatedly before my tender,
open heart. And it speaks back to me in a message of
grace, like a whisper within...
She says to me...
"Neither hunger for love nor withhold your own.
My sweet, dare to be love
itself!"
Thanks for bearing my heart witness.
Yours Bursting Open,
Candice
Late Night Shadow Dancing

Tonight I danced in
the shadows....
The details of the interaction that led up to it are
unimportant... as always, the story only serves to
reveal the inner dramas still stirring. An interaction
triggered a subtle darkness within... and the inner
dialogue which slow crept forth led me to tears. And to
an unexpected late night communion.
I am grateful for
fear. It is a rare friend in that it alone has the
power to bring me to my knees. Quite literally.
Tonight it brought me to my knees in thePortal... first
in despair... then in prayer... and finally I kneel in
truth through these words in service to you.
You see, I teach in order to learn. I have found that
there is no greater motivation for teaching than
self-inquiry. Most of the things that come forth
through me I do not claim to be a master of. Far from
it. I receive through the voice that is mine so that I
might learn to listen. Live your
brilliance, I
say to those around me. Trust in your unique genius...
and in its inherent grace. Embrace humility courageously -
enough to surrender your path while you SHiNE your
light boldly forth... knowing that you are but a vessel
for the evolution of a
species...
All these things I say to you.
Yet still, I am afraid.
And the louder my voice gets, the more afraid I become
of the message that screams from my every cell.
SHiNE teaches me too. This could be more accurately
said:
SHiNE teaches me
to.
(Read that
closely. It's a small, but deeply relevant distinction
in language.)
I have many inspirations throughout each day that I
could share with you as blog postings. Yet, I find any
excuse not to. This or that idea is too undeveloped...
those old journal entries are too much to mess with...
there is not time in the day... or, sometimes my excuse
is immediately transparent with truth: what if I have
no idea what I am talking about... what then? It's
better not to take such a chance, yes?
You see, but none of this is about the value of my blog
postings, the book I want to write, or any objective I
might point to. It's about me believing in myself. It's
about knowing that, in the end, my choice to share my
brilliance (aka: my way of being in the
world) has
nothing to do with being good enough
for you, for me, or for
anyone else. It has everything to do with latching on
to the inspirations that strike my heart and mind and
riding them to a place that transcends
the good opinion of
others. How can it be authentic and pure when it is
first weighed on the scales of who will and will not
agree... like it... or pay good money? Not the point,
you see. All brilliance
exists in order to shed light so that others might see
better. What they
feel about what they do or do not see is not the point
of the light that we shine... we share perspectives not
to seek validation, but in order that we all might
become more clear. And we learn to be okay with the
fact that clarity has infinite interpretations.
And so as I rested on the earth in prostration tonight,
I realized via my body's choice of posture...
SHiNE
is a way of being that invites communion at the
innermost altar. It is being and doing in a manner
that confirms the true expression of who I really am in
my highest expression of self... that which I source
from within. To truly live with such a passion for
self-integrity at all costs requires courage. And
courage means moving forward in spite of fear. Movement
must exist... and movement along the path of
self-actualization causes fear to rise to the surface,
revealing more of me. In this way, fear becomes an ally
to let us know that we are honoring the nudge from
within. In fact, fear should never
be hidden. It is meant to be called by name and
dispelled through action. I believe that fear is just a buffer
that exists between unexpressed brilliance and the
outside world. And thus, it must move in order that you
might do the same.
And so tonight, I make peace. I am grateful for my
fear... as it always leads to the shadowy spaces
within.
And those shadows... seductive in their story-telling
though they might seem... well, they are nothing more
than a signal that there is light present somewhere
nearby. You only need shift your gaze slightly to see
that which stands between the brilliance and that
darkness reflected on the other side. What is in the
way of the light is you... it is only ever you. And
that's the good news. Ah yes, that is very good news
indeed.