Because of karma, bad luck or misfortune, in our days on Earth, our pain stays with us or our fatigue stays with us . . . or both. In turn, this sets up a range of body slug fests. We also tussle with bouts of depression and the inevitable forces of aging.
Still, our desire to show an intimate, open heart stays more alive. We long for heart felt honesty to our ‘others.’ We want the ways we do self care to be embraced each day. We use our self care tactics to take our thoughts and beliefs into the world. We seek to touch others.
For some of us, the rigor of each day is not a random event. It’s a way of life. We show an intimate, open heart to both abled and disabled ‘others.’ We’re no stranger to pain. We learn how to manage it in our agenda. We learn how to show it in our simple creature candor.
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