I sit in stillness and listen to the yearnings of my heart. It speaks softly to me. I haven’t been listening to her lately. I may have been distracted by outside noises, other voices louder than hers.
But I say to her now, gently, “I am listening, dear one, you matter. Your needs and your desires matter to me. I am listening. Tell me what it is you need. ”
Quietly, so quietly, she begins to tell me all that she is longing for.
In a soft whisper she tells me of the fun, the joy, the playfulness that she has been missing.
I tell her, “it’s alright, dear one, you and I can play together again. We can be filled with the wonder of life again. We can let go of our baggage and be light, and joyful, and playful again.