The Rain of Self-Compassion

The eye, which is investigate, and we investigate with curiosity, with gentleness. We investigate by asking, you know, what's really going on inside me right now? And the end is to then nourish with compassion. There's a little poem someone sent after they did the self-combashant practice. Terms of endearment help. They pad the burden even when we cannot breathe through our most menacing demons. Something simple as, it's okay, sweetheart, just may save.