I sit before Helene, observing, as she moves her familiar, old fear out of her body. Softly, my voice guides her. She pours the energy out with ease. Then she speaks of a new experience of inner spaciousness.
I feel a thrill, hearing a change in her voice, a new lightness. I ask if there is a word she will be able to return to later, that will remind her of this process, bring her back to this moment of creating new space within her.
She closes her eyes, quiet, attentive to what arises.
And when she nods, I request that she spell it out loud. Her voice is lilting in its response: U.R.N. I think, “Urn.”
But her sudden laughter startles me, and she chortles, “Make it a long u, like saying: you.” Then, laughing, Helene says the word. And, hearing it, I laugh, too!
Her Self extends, as a reminder of spaciousness, the spelling of this word that sounds exactly like “yearn.
Together, we laugh gratitude and joy, for the Wisdom that offers this gift!
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Reflections From My True Self 