Kindness Matters
One of the hardest things I do is sit quietly with suffering… my own or when someone I love is in pain. And I find that when I am able to breathe, to hold space, to offer kindness, the moment can feel sacred and blessed.
Sometimes I need to sit with someone I love and offer my kindness, not advice, not words, but my listening, my attention, my affection. To breathe and witness and not be able to do anything… except offer kindness, which is actually something most of need more of. And profound in and of itself.
Sometimes I need to be vulnerable with someone I love and tell them I’m hurting, share my tears, let them hold my hand. Receiving can be an area of growth for me.
Sometimes I need to be my own best friend and offer myself kindness. This can be super hard sometimes.
Sometimes when I am unable to be vulnerable with someone else, when I am struggling to offer myself kindness, I turn to prayer and let God hold me in kindness (which I think is always the case, but I’m unaware of the holding). This allowing myself to feel held often brings tears and the moment always feels blessed.
A tender area to write about. And so important for our tenderness. I don’t want to end up bitter and I think the antidote is kindness.
Blessings on your journey.
Kathleen