Popular Posts
-
Whenever we experience a loss...and, especially, a significant loss...we are thrust with great impact into the work of GRIEVING . The p...
-
EACH RIVER HAS ITS OWN BEAUTIFUL JOURNEY .. moving, flowing, unfolding in its own sacred space and time. It may follow a str...
-
The concept of UNCONDITIONAL LO VE seems like such an appealing and beautiful thought. We often hear spiritualists and philosop...
-
We have gotten so VERY good at playing THE GAME of PRETENDING that we are alone and not the creators of our lives. Steve Rother (and his m...
-
A chassid is a LAMPLIGHTER . The lamplighter walks the streets carrying a flame at the end of a pole. He knows that the flame is no...
-
Emotions play an important role in helping us process what is happening in our lives. They enable us to take in the impact of an event...
-
I am a lonely petunia in an onion patch ...as the song goes.. .when it comes to the subject of SPORTS . In fact, I am the ONLY one in the...
-
In the vibrant, captivating musical, Fiddler on the Roof , Tevye and his Jewish brethren give voice so brilliantly to the longings of their...
-
One of my favorite things to do is follow my daughter Rachel around as she makes her way in the world. Rachel has always been adv...
Wednesday, January 4, 2023
Fierce
Fierce...a robust and often frightening word in our language.
What images arise for you as you think of this word?
Powerful, intimidating, formidable, daunting? This has always been my perception of that alarming term, conjuring images of lions, tigers, snakes hiding in the grass.
Scary stuff. Someone else’s stuff. Not me.
I am not into voice raising, feet stomping, king-of-the-jungle fever.
Until...someone told me I was fierce.
Wait just a moment...Did I get that right? Someone was describing me with THAT word?
This unexpected depiction of me as fierce did not make sense to me UNTIL I pondered the objective I had achieved in the “conversation” in which I had participated with this individual...AND, most importantly, in the way I had achieved it.
Something different from the ordinary had happened for me in this surprising interaction. Instead of using my beloved intellectual approach of giving the many “reasons” favoring my position on the question at hand, I had unexpectedly defaulted to my heart.
And, while responding from that new source of perception, I had naturally leveled my gaze, giving prolonged eye contact that was clearly broadcasting an impending heart message and then ever so softlywhispered these simple words with power and compassion: “This isn’t working for me.”
Fierce.. .in its intensity...though whisper soft in its presentation. The message gently introduced with the grace and clarity of soft eyes heralding an imminent and important memo from the heart. Fiercely powerful.
The result of this prima volta that had entered my life?
The “fierceness” resting tranquil in the gentle softness of my open heart had delivered my message in a way that no amount of persuasion could have accomplished.
Definitely worth pondering...
After some moments of quiet contemplation I decided I liked this new personal characterization of me as “fierce”. The beautiful heart connection I had defaulted to had delivered my message with effortless elegance and great success and it had proceeded naturally with no interference from my sometimes impatient intellect. And so I began to practice this new intention easily finding the perfect moments for it revealing themselves to me with gracious invitation.
What a lovely awakening for my personal evolution!
THIS precious unfolding is how the heart communicates...with loving and gentle intention, profound impact, stunning success.
So quietly and beautifully FIERCE.
Marie Helena
image from pinterest
Subscribe to:
Post Comments (Atom)
No comments:
Post a Comment