Coming Home to Me Again

Kevin shares a deep—and I want to say ‘unfolding’—insight into something unusual that his long-time focusing partner said to him, and how this statement opened up to him over a period of sitting-with-it. He’d fallen into the details, the talking-about. He’d lost the being-with.

Here’s what his partner said: Kevin, I need you to come back to me.

Over time, Kevin realized: This isn’t about my partner! And he explores, in his here-right-now-way, what was revealed to him. Yes, you guessed it: it’s about coming home to me again.

And then, he gently invites us to contemplate these words too—these words that, he tells us: have their own life, their own physical presence in me.

I hope to make a daily meditation of this statement—without analysis or expectation. What comes for me will probably have different words from Kevin’s words. But I have a really strong sense that this practice will bring something I need to know too.

I find myself wondering as I finish writing this: Who is that ME that I seek to know?

Elizabeth Morana

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