by Emma | Dec 7, 2019
She had spent so long trying to find her place, and figure out ‘where’ she fitted in, before she realised that there was no ‘place’ she fitted into. There wasn’t a particular space that could contain her, because the space was a part of her. She had been looking at it backward the whole time, and thinking there was somewhere she could find ‘out there’ or someone, who would make her feel safe, somewhere she felt safe to be herself, when, in reality, she had to do that for herself.
And so, she asked herself each morning:
What can I do today to bring more peace, and love, into my life, and the lives of those around me?
Do the things have planned bring me closer, or further away from who I want to be, and what I want to do?
How can I embody love, and release the blocks to it’s constant presence in me?
by Emma | Dec 6, 2019
This is the moment. Right now. After all the things, and before all the things. Now.
Take me on a journey with you, just for a moment. Let me look into your eyes and know you. Let me know you without all the lies you tell yourself, and all the lies you tell the world about yourself. Let me know you as who you are: pure, true, peaceful, loving, kind….still.
No matter what has happened, these are your qualities. These are in you. They are in all of us. I see them. Let go of whatever is stopping you from seeing them too.
P.s. I miss Tilly! She’s been living it up in Wales whilst I’ve been in Portugal but I get to see her in just over a week
by Emma | Dec 5, 2019
There was something, aside from the practical help people offered, that felt just as precious: the being there, the allowing of her, and all her feelings, to just be, and be held.
To be allowed to cry, or feel in whatever way she needed, and not be told that everything was going to be ok, or given the best options for how to not feel that way anymore, this was precious.
For how often is it, we meet people who are comfortable enough with themselves to sit with our uncomfortableness, and give it space, without trying to stop it or change it into some more manageable for them?
If you have a friend in need, listen to them. Ask them what they need. Let them cry. Don’t tell them it’ll be ok or to dry their eyes or try to fix things. Tell them you’re there for them. Ask them what they’d like, and listen to the answer.
P.s. I’m ALL GOOD, I just felt like sharing this today
by Emma | Dec 4, 2019
Sometimes the pebbles feel like boulders, and the smallest splinters light a fire in you that transforms the smallest, most insignificant thing into a monster inside you. Turning you into a monster.
That is why there are no insignificant things. That’s why all feelings are valid, and why, if we allow ourselves to feel and honour them, we can give ourselves the space to ask, is there more information here? Is there another perspective that would feel more peaceful to me? Do I have to feel this way?
Here’s an invitation to be more curious today 💕
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Photo credit: @tom.pelgrom
by Emma | Dec 3, 2019
She looked back, and looked forward, and realised, once again, that she, and only she, created the narrative of her life.
She could write herself as a victim, a heroine, a lost soul, success, failure, or any other polarity.
She could also reinterpret the past how she chose, and leave the future a blank page. She did not have to be who she wrote herself to be, if she now felt differently.
She could reinvent herself, and rewrite her story as many times as she wanted. All that was required was to challenge the narrative.
What stories are you telling yourself about who you are, what you did, what happened and why? What’s truth, and what’s perception, judgement and interpretation?
