“I say to my heart, Not again,
not a new love, all that suffering.
The friend, who is also my heart, says,
I bring you new wonders and beauties.
This hesitation is your pride.
I know when pride is present. Pride is my stiff upper lip, when I’m trying not to cry. It’s not asking the question present on my lips, so that I’m not perceived as “not knowing” or “clueless”. Pride has fake joyousness come from my lips in overenthusiastic hellos. Pride makes me muscle my way through when the bags beneath my eyes are enormous. My face goes dead when Pride takes over- blank eyes. Ah… But when I identify my pride, just that fast acknowledgement, I can lean closer to vulnerability. I feel myself soften, tears leak out my eyes, and I move towards a hug, connection, gentle touch that cracks me open, healing in its own turn.
Recognize pride and soften into vulnerability so that you can open to love.
These Soulful Sunday blogs go out weekly on Sundays to be used as a place to step back from the hustle and bustle and explore what your soul might be saying to you. Some folks use these as journal prompts and let loose amidst pages. Some folks bring them to the kitchen table and jam over coffee. Do you, boo.