A beautiful Mantra to the Goddess Green Tara. Female incarnation of the Buddha of compassion.
There must be a Yoga dynamic I'm only beginning to learn about. The more my heart opens up through the practice, the more arrows seem to be aimed at it, and the more I'm having walk on eggshells around other people, even my closest friends. The keystone of that learning curve seems paradoxical to me now, but no less essential: the more my heart opens outward, the more I need to go back inside as in meditation. The rest will take care of itself, I imagine.