My deepest nature is shaped by my sensitivity, my empathy.
I register others experiences as my own.
From my earliest instinct, I gave care.
I have always sought to nurture, protect and heal others.
At the same time,
I Am also called to be a truth-teller
and from an inner fire,
I blaze ahead, calling-out uncomfortable truths, ghosts and skeletons.
I Am a loving agitator.
Often naive, I have been surprised by others’ reprimands and rejection instead of gratitude.
Crestfallen, I feel my fall from their graces.
Not only do I feel the resistance, the divide, the reversal
but I also experience the pain of being outcast (once again).
Denial gets protected,
and I am the one laden with making amends to fall back into the fold.
No longer can I concede to codependent anesthesia and stuckness.
No longer can I sympathize, enable, and temporarily tend to woundedness at our mutual cost.
So I stand my ground, as I stand alone.
Can you not see my loneliness as I forge ahead
determined to facilitate true healing and connection?
However, you may not feel seen
as your experienced hurt goes unreflected in my beliefs and actions.
I see the conundrum for us both.
I push because you are not ready,
and yet doesn’t someone need to call out the cracks?
I dream you would come to know that
what I really want most is core tribal safety
and determination to grow together.
I wish you could see that my challenges come from a place of deep love,
just as I see your resistance comes from a place of seeking safety.
I only wish that I could inspire you to see that the old tower we lived in no longer serves our highest good.
I want to chart new territory and have you join me in new paradigms.
As I forge ahead, my ongoing hope is that you will join me, driven by your own journey.
I imagine us sharing forgiveness, understanding and deep gratitude,
rechristening our kinship on higher ground.
As for now, I Am growing in the middle ground.
I care for my own vulnerability and insecurity
while still communicating my perceived truth.
I must honor my truth, as it is the power in my gift of being a loving agitator.
I steady myself to stay fully present when I am met with your disconnect.
I will stay my path of loving and honoring you exactly where you are at,
while I do not personalize your reactions.
I lovingly tend to my own feelings of rejection as I validate my tender sweet inner-empath.
I cheer and celebrate my tenacious spirit!
I turn to kindred spirits who can see and love me
for all of who I Am.
And, I hold onto hope
that we may one day actualize relationships where vulnerability is prized
and where we all communicate our heart-felt truths,
so that we may fully connect with tender loving care
and forge brave new growth,
together.
So May It Be!
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