Meeting our inner parts

The more I delve deeper into my inner world, the more I find there is a cast of characters living inside me, each with different needs and desires.  Some demanding, some afraid, some excited, some addictive, some young, some wise. 

Through the work of embodiment, I have learned how to engage with these parts in a more kind and loving way. To listen to the voices that have been silenced, shunned, and exiled. To give each one a name and greet them with the gift they have been longing for—my attention and my care. To be my own parent.

Often, I imagine myself seated at a table with these different parts, especially the ones I deem as difficult. I envision myself resting a hand upon the heart of the part that yearns to numb instead of feel. I feel myself holding the frightened child within me, rocking her in my soft arms. I breathe deeply and listen to the one who is worried. 

We converse. We cradle. We come to a place of understanding until I see that every part, even the ones that have caused harm, is infused with love. 

Lately when a painful part arises, I ask myself…

Am I willing to turn towards the wounded?

For it is in the turning, in the opening of palms, in the softening to every part that I begin to heal. That I become more of who I am. That I embody my loving essence. 

So my invitation for us today is to open a seat at the table for the parts within us that we run from and to meet them with a kind and curious heart. Conversing, listening, cradling, and comforting. Asking, what do you need? How can I support you? And then offering words and love from your wise self. 

And if you are yearning for more support in this exploration, I am here to hold space for you in a 1:1 container. 

So much love to you. Thank you for being.