When we
protect ourselves so we won’t feel pain, that protection becomes like armor,
like armor that imprisons the softness of the heart.
~❤~❤~❤~
Bodhichitta is our heart—our wounded, softened heart. Right down there in the thick of things, we discover the love that will not die. This love is bodhichitta. It is gentle and warm; it is clear and sharp; it is open and spacious. The awakened heart of bodhichitta is the basic goodness of all beings.
— Pema Chödrön
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