Hello Dear One, I’m looking out to a white-grey sky following a day of sudden, ceaseless rain. Moods can be like this, sudden, consuming and hard to see past. Yesterday morning I posted about priorities, which I intended to write about today, drafting a letter I hit delete on at 5.27 am, so I better be speedy. Prioritising is, of course, helpful, but I have an override function that brings the whole system to stop - like the big red button in films. Last night, when I found myself weeping on the bathroom floor, it was time to press it.
"When we keep our suffering to ourselves it isolates us, and isolation causes more suffering. All emotions need to be felt and understood, not shamed and rejected. It’s more than ok to feel, to cry, to scream. It might make others uncomfortable, or it could inspire them to be more vulnerable. What I know is this: I can only hold space for others when I first hold space for myself." I think this is my new favorite quote - it resonated through every fibre of my being. Thank you for putting it into such beautiful and inspiring words x
"When we keep our suffering to ourselves it isolates us, and isolation causes more suffering. All emotions need to be felt and understood, not shamed and rejected. It’s more than ok to feel, to cry, to scream. It might make others uncomfortable, or it could inspire them to be more vulnerable. What I know is this: I can only hold space for others when I first hold space for myself." I think this is my new favorite quote - it resonated through every fibre of my being. Thank you for putting it into such beautiful and inspiring words x
Biggest of big bear hugs to you, lovely Jo x