The Withholding Of Love


It’s Palpable…. The withholding of love.

One doesn’t need to search any further than the tension felt within. In this space, of internal resistance you can taste the stale knots buried in your stomach. Screaming, ‘something’s unworthy of Love.’

The liberation to this dis-ease of heartache, is to loosen our grip upon our own throat, and release that which we are blaming. To see, we withhold because we are afraid, not because our stories of condemnation are accurate.

To admit fear, is to not be afraid of fear. To admit fear, is to be open to truth.