Wednesday, August 22, 2012


Intimacy is one of those words that pops up in all sorts of contexts. Whenever you read things about creating good relationships, that's the keyword. So intimacy with others is something we want, sure. Emotional, physical, spiritual, whatever.

But what about intimacy with ourselves? Most of us have no idea what that means. But I think it's the most important aspect of living full lives.

Webster defines intimate as


adj \ˈin-tə-mət\
a : intrinsic, essential b : belonging to or characterizing one's deepest nature
: marked by very close association, contact, or familiarity <intimate knowledge of the law>
a : marked by a warm friendship developing through long association <intimate friends> b : suggesting informal warmth or privacy <intimate clubs>
: of a very personal or private nature <intimate secrets>
in·ti·mate·ly adverb
in·ti·mate·ness noun

So, thinking of intimacy with self, we make friends with ourselves. We listen and love and find compassion for our own experience. We learn about how our minds work, how we react. We recognize our patterns of behavior. We get to know ourselves on a personal level.

This requires turning off the TV and the iPod, dropping the facades, and opening our hearts... to our hearts. It requires quiet and space. And most of all, acceptance. It means we can see ourselves without creating judgements of how good or bad we are. It means we can touch our own worthiness. Our own gentleness.

Becoming familiar with our essential being, our deepest nature, opens up freedom in the rest of our lives.

Through this practice, we are our utmost selves. 

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