Every part of you belongs

Of course, you're sad. That sucks. You find these places in yourself and these levels of authenticity and wholeness that feel so good that you never want to leave. But that is not real.

Because then you're saying that this state that I've found is better than the little fractured piece of myself that got triggered because the ice cream, you know, I had when I was five melted on my hand and my mom yelled at me. So you have to be willing when that little piece goes, help! Be like, yes, of course, I'm right here. All of your consciousness goes there.

And you're that five-year-old self for a microsecond. You're like, oh my God, of course you're sad. That sucks. Why would your mom do that?

That's so mean. And then it just dissolves. You're like, oh, wait, I'm whole again. Oh, weird.

I thought I was separate. But it has to be like that.