An Invitation To Kindness

The daffodils are beautiful everywhere this year. I especially love seeing them in the park, in the hedgerows, in people's gardens, as all mine have come up blind in their pots - lots of leaves and very few flowers. Also I didn't have any free attention for planting bulbs last year....or this year.

This afternoon I lie on a massage couch in a small bright room.

The lovely Kinesologist asks my body what I need.

My body replies  that my Vital Force is weakened.

By suppressed 

guilt

and grief

and regret?

Yes.

It takes such a force of energy to hold on to the fear 

of being drowned

 and overwhelmed

 if I let go.

I hold it in 

my gut.

So this is why

I am 

exhausted.

But my body also says

Yes

I will listen

to the 

invitation to

learn about a  new way 

to breathe

and 

slowly

gently

start to 

let go.

A little bit 

at a time.

Just 7 minutes 

at a time.

Just an invitation 

not a demand.

I am hungry for it.

An invitation 

to kindness.

And this quote from the Dalai Lama helped me tonight to bear the horrors of the nightly news....

Peace is not brought about through conflict, but through compassion—creating peace of mind within ourselves. We all need compassion and women can take a lead role in encouraging others to let it flower within them. My own first teacher of kindness and compassion was my mother.