It is safe.
“It’s safe to get quiet. It’s safe to let go”
-Nick Ortner (Tapping into Meditation)
When things are feeling too heavy,
it’s safe to put them down for a bit.
When things are turbulent and nothing is flowing, when things are stuck and there is no ease- it’s safe to stop on the spot, put everything down and spend some time looking around at why and how.
To focus on finding flow and clarity again before anything else.
It’s more than safe, it’s more than just ok, it’s perfect and important and valuable.
I came home these holidays. Not just physically but in every sense.
I unplugged from the buzz, I put the heavy things down, I stopped still on my path because I had stopped being able to confidently see and feel and know where to place my foot next.
I am safe, I am ok, I am not behind or lost or stuck still.
I am restored, replenished and ready to go on.
I have put down the frustration of not having time for the self care practices I need…and created new ones that I do have time for.
I have put down the doubts and fears about whether I’m in the right place, on the right track and brought my focus back to what I need in this moment and how far I have come.
I have put down all of the weight I had been carrying, in front of the people who know me best, the ones who could sit next to me, hear and hold it with me temporarily without trying to fix any of it.
Allowed myself to feel it all more fully than I could on my own, with them there, and then watched it all move through and on.
I have given the layers that had built up in my busyness the time and space and support they needed to process.
For many years, there were many layers within me, screaming and pushing and shoving to be heard. For many years I ignored them and lived in the constant noise and build up of it all.
The thing that made it the hardest to help and support my son in our early years was that noise. That noise inside me made it impossible to hear him and what he needed from me properly.
Learning how to quiet it by being with it, facing and listening to it was also learning how to hear him so that I could help him and get him the help he needed.
Back then, without the tools and practices, the understanding and processes I have now, it took me years and a lot of struggle to clear the layers of noise.
Now, with them, with everything Little Wildflowers has taught me I know that doesn’t have to be the case. Not for me and not for you