It’s all healing. Whether you label it pain or pleasure. It doesn’t matter.
It’s healing because the lesson lives inside of the feeling. You may not have the skill to witness this. It doesn’t matter.
The pill works if you take it.
And spoiler alert, you took it. You catapulted yourself from the infinite oneness into the illusion of many ones.
So here you are inside of the pill. Hopefully remembering your wholeness in all of it.
Pain. Pleasure. Up, down. Inside out. Turn yourself into another and feel all of it because you ARE that.
And tomorrow when you see the carcass on the side of the freeway it’s no longer road kill hit by a moving vehicle but rather an evolving into expansion.
Dead skin shedding itself since it no longer needs protection from hurts and traumas because all of it is glorious and one.