here today

 

there I was

there I was in the room with them my first clients, one and then the other.

I wanted to share with each what this moment was for me, moment by moment I wanted to capture and hang on forever because finally there I was in the room with them. there I was and I never wanted it to end, I wanted to leap across to the other couch and hold them give comfort. I wanted to jump up and down mid-sentence and say isn't it amazing that this is what I get to do now and for as long as I can do it.

there I was in the room with them these 2 clients these 2 humans and there are not words for the honor I felt the respect I have for this work. there are not words just a lot of silence, a nod, some summary statements, a propping up, a promise to call me first before doing anything final, an agreement from each of them to see me again, once a week on Mondays. because there I was in the room with them and at least last night, that was enough.

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i kiss your hands

my fellow classmates.

we have been through fire and tears together. birth and death and rebirth. we have been witness and warrior, held each other so tenderly that we were unaware of the holding and yet felt so safe we could walk on into the darkness knowing we are not alone.

i am slow to love in this my third decade. slow to love and yet when love comes it wrecks my heart, tears it open, hands itself over to the beloved and says here you keep this now.

as we near our last week together. please do line up hands outstretched so I may kiss them and show you my face and look into yours and we will know that what we have done are doing will do is sacred. I could not be here in this place without having known you and without letting you know me.

i kiss your hands.

Posted by: 120pages at 05:52 | link | comments (1) |