Let Feathers Ruffle
The lessons repeat until they are learned.
Dear reader,
Lately I’ve been trying to remember how little I have to know. I don’t need answers, even if my ego really wants me to have them. Often, no decisions must be made. Rarely am I asked to choose before I’m actually ready to respond intuitively. I’m discovering that I like the way it feels to shrug my shoulders in bemusement, to let every day’s path be a mystery instead of a narrow winding road.
I try to avoid offering prescriptive life advice because I believe that no one else can speak for our spirit. Even in my one-on-one sessions, I squirm when clients ask me to tell them what to do. Instead, I outright tell them that they already know, and I ask them questions to help them remember.
But on Monday, faced with another solar return, I found myself reflecting on a few quiet truths that have settled within me this year. Now feels like the moment to share them: the thirty-five things I’m telling myself, right now at least. Some of them come from other minds, some of them come from 12-step rooms, some of them come from the field of stars up above.
You are only as strong as you are soft. If you are rigid and protected, you are actually more fragile and likely to break. If you get soft, even in the face of EVERYTHING, you can bend. A soft front and a strong back are not mutually exclusive.
Remember to PAUSE: Postpone Action Until Serenity Enters.