Posts Tagged ‘holding space’
When people get brushed off like crumbs….
I’ve been doing some deep dives into the shades of fear and dismissal that are wrapped in the privilege that came with my skin. I’m discovering some attitudes that I’ll be keeping and tossing some been hiding in the basement of my thinking, like forgotten relics until the roof got torn off in this storm.…
Read MoreWhen silence boils over and tears catch fire…..
Sometimes the grief sits so low in my voice that I can only lift one finger slow to say thanks and I must, must let it twitch breath enough into the heavy until my heart starts to rise to meet the moment so that my life, doesn’t close down in a silence that can…
Read MoreHolding space for air….
There is a place in each moment, a soft space for breath to unfold slow and deep and safe, where rest enough waits like a tall glass of lay-me-down and whispers welcome to every lift and settle of my heart. And there is a stream there, a place for tired soul to go bare, glimmering easy songs of…
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