If We're Not Open To Losing, We're

I Speak A Lot About What I Call "the Trance Of Unworthiness" Which Is Really Epidemic In Our Culture, This Sense Of "i'm Not Enough," Or "something's Wrong With Me." Most Of Us Have Some Level Of It Because Our Culture Has All These Standards (handed Down Through Our Families) Of What It Means To Be Okay.

In Bullfighting There Is An Interesting Parallel To The Pause As A Place Of Refuge And Renewal. It Is Believed That In The Midst Of A Fight, A Bull Can Find His Own Particular Area Of Safety In The Arena. There He Can Reclaim His Strength And Power. This Place And Inner State Are Called His Querencia. As Long As The Bull Remains Enraged And Reactive, The Matador Is In Charge. Yet When He Finds His Querencia, He Gathers His Strength And Loses His Fear. From The Matador's Perspective, At This Point The Bull Is Truly Dangerous, For He Has Tapped Into His Power.

My Understanding Is That To Love, We Need To Be Able To Totally Surrender To The Living/dying Nature Of This World.

Buddhist Practices Offer A Way Of Saying, 'hey, Come Back Over Here, Reconnect.' The Only Way That You'll Actually Wake Up And Have Some Freedom Is If You Have The Capacity And Courage To Stay With The Vulnerability And The Discomfort.

When We Open To Love, We Become Love.