Living Naked

There’s an experience when we’re cracked open—when something terrible happens, Like somebody dying, losing a job, or facing a major transition in your life, or something terrible and wonderful happens, like falling in love.

Suddenly you’re groundless in a certain way. When you’re cracked open, everything you know to be true begins to shift. Your old rules don’t apply anymore. In that space, there’s a vulnerability, an openness and a beauty—an innocence and agreement to try something new.

It’s often the part in the movie where someone says, “God, I’ll do anything if you…” There’s that sweetness of surrender, and with it, power. Until that moment, you’ve been exhausted from marching in the regimen of your life.

But when something cracks you open, this energy begins to arise—the energy of creation itself. It’s very difficult to stay with it, yet at the same time, it is the energy of life force, of Eros, of pure creativity.

You might say it’s like climax. It takes everything out.

Your life as you’ve known it is gone. Your ways of being, of understanding yourself, all your compasses of who you are. There’s this complete nakedness to who you are.

Most people prefer living in the spot right outside of that nakedness. The invitation is to remain space of not knowing, where the creative force lives. We rush to rebuild, to find new ground, to feel safe again.

But what if the crack itself is where the light gets in? What if that groundless space is actually the most fertile ground of all? The next time life splits you open, stay there a little longer.

Let yourself feel the power of that nakedness, that pure aliveness. Trust that from this place of complete openness, something truer than what came before wants to emerge.