I believe you.
Whatever you feel right now.
Whatever your skin is saying.
Whatever your body is holding.
Whatever your mind is spinning with.
Whatever your soul is calling out for.
Whatever your heart is craving.
My hand is extended to your shaking one, your angry one, your grieving one, your rigid one, your triggered one, your happy one, your free one, your trapped one... An invitation.
A kneeling on the ground, at your feet.
A space to be heard.
A sacred safety, in a pocket of life that doesn’t always exist, but can right here...right now...if only for an inhale.
You are trusted.
I trust you.
I believe what you’re experiencing and what you feel you need to do.
Without words of explanation, without questions to further understand why you want/need/will choose this choice for you.
Brother, sister, friend, human.... Here is my hand.
It is so easy to love you.
Being heard and believed is the very least of what you deserve. @skyler.mechelle