Where I Bleed
Practicing sacred containment.
Yesterday I found myself engaged in one distraction after another. It was curious though to be the observer of myself participating in the distractions. I didn’t try to stop myself and get back on task, but rather I became interested in the information the distractions of the day were trying to point me towards.
What was the meaning behind my passion for…
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