Fully Allowed

Integration is not transcendence.

It is descent.

It is the courage

to feel the fire in the chest,

the hollow ache in the stomach,

the quiver in the throat.

To turn toward the forgotten places,

to cradle what was once abandoned —

not as a separate self,

but as life itself

coming home.

And in this unguarded allowing,

suffering loosens its grip.

Not because pain disappears,

but because the resistance disappears.

No quarrel with what is.

No plea for a different past.

Only this —

a seamless unfolding,

where even contraction is welcomed,

where wholeness opens wide

to every fragment.

Healing is not the absence of shadow,

nor the fantasy of becoming pure light.

Healing is light breaking through the cracks

of the human heart —

through grief, through fury, through tenderness,

through whatever rises to be felt.

Nothing denied.

Nothing excluded.

All of it,

fully allowed.