loving not fixing
I have discovered that loving people and fixing them are two very different things.
I am so happy to have had this realization.
Self-care has taught me to linger in the company of those who listen with the ear of their heart. There are those who listen with the ear of their broken heart. They hear pain and look for weakness, they look for holes to enter and often carry a cutting knife. They know nothing but suffering…
I think I have finally learned that I can have deep compassion for what motivates a person to do something, forgive them AND call it out as unhealthy or not in service to the Light. There’s a difference between judgment and discernment. I believe in order for the world to evolve, we need to speak…
“I’m so stupid!’ she wailed as we were getting out of the car this morning. She had forgotten her lunch. I let her cry then held her face in my mommy hands, looked her in the eyes and told her, “You made a mistake. It’s okay to make mistakes. It’s part of learning. I still…
(it began and ended with super heroes) sweetness of night cold and clear the lights of the city and the telling of stories massaging out the knots mutuality (the light is nearly at its climax now) rain-soaked honeysuckle blossoms on bare skin in the morning veneration and passion (and the burgeoning fear) “In brightest day,…