Resonating Through Shared Humanity: Boundaries of Love - Holding Space Without Losing Self
This is where the magic happens. Or at least the awkward self-reflection.
For those feeling burdened by othersβ pain.
Understanding and beautiful man, you have nothing to fear with those who get upset with you. Understanding boy, you spend such power of mind to see someone as aligned to your life in a way that is humanising. That being said, there is no control of how another will move to that space, especially if hooked by their own story. Such is the deepest and most vulnerable place you hold for others. Do unto yourself as you would do to others. Such love and understanding sometimes require you to hold their madness that seems directed at you as a frustration at their own misunderstanding, as a potential suffering of their own ignorances. A toe stubbed on a corner they cannot see, but they can see you.
Beautiful child, know that you are not the dark corner or accountable for the pain they feel, merely the genuine love you reflect about their situation. Love is safety, not mere affection. If you feel unsafe, it is not a loving space, and you may withdraw yourself from the field. It may hurt to withdraw as you wish to be in a space of love, and that is okay. The opposite, however, for you is not hate; it is self-acceptance and awareness. Your boundaries and needs are not met. To withdraw is no weakness but instead strength of self-love.
Beautiful child, your love for others is primary and principled, and in that, there is no malice or self-serving. There is a day where your trust is misplaced and not as some failure or fault of yours. It is as if the weather changes and you must seek shelter; you cannot be outside in the storm and hope to change it. Find ways in which to momentarily survive it such that you can assist the cleanup of its debris. Some debris may have fallen from your house, caught in by the storm (hope it not the whole house). Then let that warmth shine deeply into the smile of forgiveness for those things which are inevitable. Forgive your own shortcomings and the damages of the storm, for in your presence they may in future grace you with a view of their workings. Not as avoidance, but as care.
βYou are not the dark corner or accountable for the pain they feel, merely the genuine love you reflect about their situation.β
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