As I age, one of the things I keep reminding myself is to cede the floor. Not to leave the floor but to let other people dance in the center. My ego fights it a lot. I want to be the relied-upon one, the fixer. It nearly broke my brain. Now I tell myself this watching, this observing and supporting is a role too.
Beautiful reflections. Thank you for sharing, Steve. And glad you're feeling better!
Thank you brother!
As I age, one of the things I keep reminding myself is to cede the floor. Not to leave the floor but to let other people dance in the center. My ego fights it a lot. I want to be the relied-upon one, the fixer. It nearly broke my brain. Now I tell myself this watching, this observing and supporting is a role too.
Really beautiful one! So much humility and surrender coming through in your words.
Such a beautiful insight, felt body chills as I read this:
“In that sacred space beyond words, a truth had been revealed: nothing was actually mine to possess.”
Loving how you are finding the divine perfection and invitation in the tenderness of what happened. ❤️