Now, to risk loving
means loving my more permanent self enough to be truly human and at times
become excruciatingly vulnerable and intimate with the images that the mirror
of life reflects back to me. Yet I do so with self-compassion. I know I risk
everything I have ever helped to create back home by being truthful. I am not
writing this book to hurt anyone. I am writing it to, just maybe, help you, the
reader, be more open to change and go within to experience with me some realization
of:
Who am I?
What do I need to learn?
What have I deep inside to give?
What is my real purpose in this life?
Often I hear from
people what they don’t want; yet not
what they love with passion, the latter I believe, can expand our capacity for
unconditional love. This is probably the only capacity we take to our next life
in spirit. That may be a little advanced for you to comprehend at this stage;
indeed, when I first heard this I said, “Get real. Life is tough. It’s not
about learning unconditional love!”
Yes, that was my
first reaction to being asked to love me,
a man! All I know is that, when someone suggested, “You can learn to love you just as you are,” I scoffed so hard
I choked. My resistance was so full of cynicism. I thought I was a hardened,
“street wise” man with life’s knocks to prove it! I loathed being open, and I
had no real emotional language or intelligence. I was a “man!” Ah! What a
limiting belief! Ring any bells, men?
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