I don't know how to comment on this, what to say or anything beyond just wanting to sit with this, learn from it, feel it, and BE it. It's from Women Food and God, page 74-75.
Something happens to every one of my students when they stop running their familiar programs about fear and deficiency and emptiness. I don't know what to call this turn of events or the freshness that follows it, but I know what it feels like: it feels like relief. It feels like infinite goodness. Like a distillation of every sweet fragrance, every heartstopping beauty, every haunting melody you've ever heard. It feels like the essence of tenderness, compassion, joy, peace. Like love itself. And in the moment you feel it you recognize that you are it and that you've been here all along, waiting for your return....You returning to yourself. And that hell is nothing more than leaving this. Heaven is already here on earth.