A heartache comes up, with an image of a situation from my early twenties.
I thank it for being there. Thank you. Thank you.
Thank you for being there for me.
Thank you for supporting me. For wishing the best for me. For being devoted to me.
Thank you for loving me. For being love.
I love you.
I am sorry. I am sorry I have pushed you away for so long. I am sorry for having seen you as an enemy.
I am sorry for having made you into an “other”. I am sorry for not recognizing your love, your devotion to me.
I am sorry for not having recognized you as Spirit. I am sorry for not having taken that recognition seriously, to heart.
You have permission to be. You have permission to be here.
You don’t have to change. You can be here, as you are.
You already have permission to be here, before “I” say yes or no to you. And now you have my permission as well.
And some more….
I see you were created because of taking a thought as true. I thought I could only have what I wanted or needed if a particular person was in my life. I didn’t see it was already here, I just didn’t allow myself to notice or feel it.
I am sorry for having created you through getting caught up in beliefs.
And another version….
I am sorry. I am sorry for having pushed you away for so long. I am sorry for making you into an enemy. I am sorry for not recognizing you fully as Spirit. I am sorry for having created you through being caught up in a belief for so long.
Please forgive me.
I love you. I love you as you are. I love you for your devotion for me. I love you for your love. I love you as love. I love you as Spirit. I love you for no reason.
And some other ways of exploring it….
Big Mind process dialoguing with the voice of this particular heartache, and holding it withing Big Heart.
Ho’oponopono on the hurt. On the other person involved.
Opening to the hurt, going one step further than being with it, allowing it, by seeing it’s me, by stepping over the imagined boundary.
Asking myself if it’s going to be here forever, how can I find peace with it?
Inquiring into the label heartache. Is it true it’s (also) the opposite, love?
Inquire into underlying thoughts.
It’s an old hurt. My life would have been better with her. I made a mistake.
Tonglen on myself and the heartache. Tonglen on the other person involved.