Listening with my heart,

allowing my thoughts

to be as they are,

I hold what is here

exactly as it is.

I hold it with love

or I hold it

however I can.

Holding is a powerful coping skill. I spent many years trying so hard to heal a painful past and eating disorder. It wasn’t until I stopped trying so hard to heal and vowed to “hold” whatever needed holding in me for as long as it took, without needing a particular outcome, without needing to be better, that I found the peace I was longing for.

When I hold, I allow whatever I am holding to be exactly as it is, while allowing room for it to naturally transform into something else. It feels like a silent prayer — a deep honoring without force.