It's been awhile since I've felt truly held. Since I've felt truly seen, or heard. The relationship with my longing for feeling held, stemming from a girl starving for attention, aching to feel loved, yearning for affection. Searching for this feeling of being held in all the wrong places.
If only I could speak to her now, I would have told her to stop searchig to be held by the outer world. Stop looking for gratification, quit trying to prove to others that you are deserving of affection.
If only I could tell her.. my sweet girl, being held doesn't lie in another's arms. Being held, lies in your own heartbeat. -
I would tell this beautiful child, that the more you take time to listen to your own raw emotions, the more room you make in your heart to listen to others. & the more room you make for others, the more those same people will hold space for you.
I would teach her, that only in the reflection of taking the utmost care of self, will the outer world slowly begin to shift, manifest, & mirror those same relationships & bonds around you. -
If I could, I would tell her now, that everything in her world will begin reflecting back. The more time, dedication & understanding she fed her soul, the more people will flock to her side who are doing the same for themselves. A circle of women who hold that same capacity to do the same for her.
I'm coming to the understanding that, being held, truly held, means the polar opposite... it means FREEDOM. And in freedom, I have found myself. In finding myself, others are able to find & recognize me. ✨ -
Thoughts after taking part in a 3hr intensive Sensual Dance Workshop lead by the enchanting @che.che.luna
Never would I have ever believed that I could be so undoubtedly seen, held, & understood by a circle of women without exchanging a word.. now that my friends, is pure magic. ✨