Acceptance

This weekend gave me plenty of opportunities to reflect on circumstances and the individual responses that emerged during them.

Itโ€™s easy to resist by trying not to feel anything. “๐˜ ๐˜ฅ๐˜ฐ๐˜ฏ’๐˜ต ๐˜ค๐˜ข๐˜ณ๐˜ฆ.”

Itโ€™s also equally easy to cling to the expectations in your head. “๐˜›๐˜ฉ๐˜ฆ๐˜บ ๐˜ด๐˜ฉ๐˜ฐ๐˜ถ๐˜ญ๐˜ฅ ๐˜ฏ๐˜ฐ๐˜ต.๐˜ฉ๐˜ข๐˜ท๐˜ฆ ๐˜ฅ๐˜ฐ๐˜ฏ๐˜ฆ ๐˜ต๐˜ฉ๐˜ข๐˜ต.”

While I still camped on sides momentarily, I moved through the feelings much quicker.

Into a space of ๐—ฎ๐—ฐ๐—ฐ๐—ฒ๐—ฝ๐˜๐—ฎ๐—ป๐—ฐ๐—ฒ.

Making room for each person’s interpretation because it was ๐˜›๐˜๐˜Œ๐˜๐˜™ ๐˜ต๐˜ณ๐˜ถ๐˜ต๐˜ฉ.

Therefore, itโ€™s valid and, most importantly, out of MY control.

I focused on what I COULD control, ๐˜ฎ๐˜บ ๐˜ณ๐˜ฆ๐˜ด๐˜ฑ๐˜ฐ๐˜ฏ๐˜ด๐˜ฆ. I quelled my need to interject my โ€œhelpfulโ€ viewpoint. And as I did, I practiced being silent.

Staying with my thoughts between my two ears long enough to let them diffuse was challenging and amazing.

Rather than fixate on the perceived problem, I allowed room for the possibility that whatever unfolded was meant for good. Mine, theirs, everyone.

๐˜Œ๐˜ท๐˜ฆ๐˜ฏ ๐˜ช๐˜ง ๐˜ช๐˜ต ๐˜ข๐˜ฑ๐˜ฑ๐˜ฆ๐˜ข๐˜ณ๐˜ฆ๐˜ฅ ๐˜ค๐˜ฐ๐˜ฏ๐˜ต๐˜ณ๐˜ข๐˜ณ๐˜บ.

When we accept, we donโ€™t necessarily condone. We donโ€™t always align and agree.

But, we move in peace.

Which is the precursor to love.

โค๏ธ

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