Perhaps woven tightly with fear and insecurity is an opportunity to experience the only true security, that of self-love — and of being there for ourselves.
A recent disagreement has me pondering two questions: 1) Who am I when someone I love disagrees with me? 2) Who are my loved ones to me when we disagree?
This is a beautiful story from Sharon Salzberg about the power of opening our hearts and being authentic in the course of conducting our work.
Perhaps the greatest lesson came in seeing my nephew as more than a little boy — in looking past his age and stature — and finding a teacher.