There are times when I think to myself before entering a room that no matter what the people in that room bring to the situation, I will Be Love. I really enjoy it when I'm in that kind of place - it's like I'm impervious to other people's grumpiness with me or the world, I don't let it bring me down, and instead I find this playfulness that comes from a place of trusting that no matter how much they are hurting, I am so confident of my love for them, and my loveablity. I then get to see the difference my lightness makes as I almost tickle (not usually literally) the person into a cheerier place as they too are reminded just how much they are loved, and things don't seem so grim after all.
I think it would be fab if every parent of a teenager was encouraged to develop this essential life skill of standing firm in the face of grumpiness. I wonder if it's taught to those whose job it is to deal with customer complaints?
Other days, well, I'm less in touch with that forcefield. I go into rooms of loved ones knowing that actually, having cried on the way, I'll probably need to lean on someone. I'm the one in need of reminding how loveable I am. That at those vulnerable times, perceived criticism enters me like an arrow rather than gets deflected. Sometimes, in entering the room, I pick up vibes that actually others are struggling more, and I have to wait til later to find someone to lean on.
How I wish everyday was a strong day. I feel I make more of a positive contribution to the world on those days. But the truth is we contribute in our vulnerability too. It's a myth that we have to be strong all the time. However, knowing we are loved all the time - I don't think that would be a bad thing!!!!
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