Great experience looking in the mirror yesterday and seeing this body without a sense of me. Feeling such love and compassion for it. Noticing how innocent it is when stripped of the sense I am looking at me. Now just empty awareness and it is such unconditional acceptance. It has been a lifetime of hating the reflection in the mirror. Now it is such a sweet kindness that greets the image. That image is not me.
I wept and laughed for ages it felt. To finally feel accepted as acceptance itself frees this little action figure from all the shame and blame and hate that has been heaped onto the body for so long. What a kind sweet man brushing his teeth. Nothing special, but how great it is to be ordinary.