Sometimes, the part of me that feels (deeply, profoundly) unlovable, unloved, and having missed out of loving relationships comes up. It feels very young, and quite wounded.
When I feel into it, I find hurt, sadness, anger, isolation.
To this part of me: What do you really want, what would satisfy you forever?
I want to be loved by a woman. I want to be loved by my mother. I want to be loved by my school mates in elementary school.
Feeling deeply lovable, deeply loved (by you, everyone) would satisfy me forever.
How is it to meet it with love right now? How is it to feel it, take it in? (Deeply nourishing, healing, medicine.)
What is that part of you really? (From the “outside”: An image, sensations, an image innocently trying to protect an image of me, love, presence.)
Who are you really? (To the part: I am presence, awareness, love.)
How is it to see your mother as a soul, and you as souls. Is there love there?
How is it to see your school mates as souls, and you as a soul. Is there love there?
How is it to feel it, take it in?