Your power is in your loving.
Not in your brute strength.
Nor in your bank balance
or your ever-changing reputation.
Nor in your incredible tales
of conquest and gain.
Nor even in your intellect, your brilliant mind.
But in your willingness to let your heart break today.
In your courage to let another in, let them matter.
To feel what they feel.
To feel joy, or sorrow, or the most delicious doubting.
To stand with them, but not try to fix them.
To be the room for all this… emergence.
That is your power –
your ability to provide sanctuary,
to let life nestle in your giant heart.
To hold the powerless and the helpless.
To breathe into your belly, your chest,
your head, your tense shoulders.
To stand victorious there –
holding all of yourself
in a light yet powerful embrace.
Saying to yourself:
Sweetheart, I am here.
I am here at last.
- Jeff Foster