All my life, I was looking for wholeness. A healing of my heart. I understand that the cracks and the scars in that tender space of the heart were a big part of the journey of the spirit. As it is true for each person, in their own way. As each person looks for healing in their own way. And now, I understand that the scars that were left in my heart are there to stay. And that this does not mean that my heart is not whole. My heart is whole, with all the scars intact. One does not preclude the other. This is the ocean of acceptance. This is the acceptance of what is. In that acceptance I get a glimpse that there is nothing to heal. But then I do not trust that glimpse. I WANT to heal. I reach for that healing, I stretch for it like plants stretch towards the sun. But a part of me already knows that the healing happens at the same time as the hurting happens. Otherwise – we would have bled out by now. But – we are still standing. Some magic, underneath our SELVES, is taking care of us, even when we do not understand it. Even when we do not accept it. It is already taking place. Step back, let it. LET IT…

Alex Bovkis, January 3, 2016