It’s ok my love, I’ve got you.
Hello you,
I’m reflecting… and looking ahead… and being very present all at the same time this week. It’s a lot.
I’m holding a lot. And it’s all good. I can’t complain.
I don’t want to complain. I’m NOT complaining.
But. There’s a but… and I’m not sure what it even is… I have an inkling that it’s an echo, a whisper, something of the past that’s not quite cleared away. It doesn’t feel real anymore but damn, it feels familiar.
The thing is, if you’re anything like me, you’ll be on a journey. You won’t be at The Destination, sipping cocktails and watching sunsets, knowing you’ve “completed” the path. And you won’t be hanging out in limbo, unaware there even IS a journey. You’re on it. We’re on it.
We stride out on this path. We take a rest. Sometimes we loop back around a route we didn’t quite appreciate the first time around. We catch echoes. We hear the whispers of our former selves.
If we’re awake, alert, we recognise them for what they are. The murmurs and mutters of the past; almost inaudible yet not quite released… not yet.
And yet, here, and now, is the time. Each time the echo rebounds is the time. Release, relax, it’s not you, now. It was her, then. The one you love and understand so deeply. The one who was doing her best.
The echoes I’m catching on the breeze this week are hers. She’s tired. Raising a smile for the camera but behind it wondering why nothing is working. Why her diary isn’t booked up, why her workshops aren’t full, why everything has to be such hard work.
The whispers tell me it won’t work, why bother, it’s exhausting and pointless. They shush at me, protective and insistent. They are the inkling I feel that maybe,
I know what woke her. I’m stretching, growing, trying new things. It worries her. I’m doing things that didn’t work before. She fears failure and she doesn’t see how I’ve grown, how things are different now. How I’m different now.
I listen then, to the whispers, I hear them.
And I hold steady, as you might with a child, perhaps stood at the edge of a pool almost ready to leap in.
“It’s ok my love, I’m here and even though last time you splashed and panicked and wore yourself out, I’ve got you now and I’m strong enough for both of us. We’ll paddle and we’ll float, relaxed and buoyant and open to where the water takes us.
Ready?”
You know, don’t you, that this kind of thing comes up whenever we stretch our comfort zone. It’s not a once-and-done kind of job at all.
If you’re stretching right now, listen to the whispers and hold steady. You’ve got this.
I’m sending love, and courage for the leaping in 🧡
Sarah xx
I’m Sarah and my mission is making human design simple and empowering women to be confident in their uniqueness. I’m a qualified coach and NLP master practitioner and a certified human design coach, blending all my learned skills with my natural ability to create change and growth for clients, 1-1 and in nurturing groups too.
Perhaps it’s not a But…perhaps it’s an AND. Because both things can be true. You can be on a journey forward AND holding a lot from the past. AND it’s okay.
Just a thought…
Ahhh yes… the edges. They feel gnarly for sure. I know these feelings and voices well. Holding you as you gently expand those wings. Xx