And then a miracle happened. Not during our walk but just now, in the minutes between the first three sentences and this one. I feel deep gratitude flowing through me, together with the singing of the birds.
I promised to respect her privacy, so I will call her M. I think she comes quite often to Lebongan because she is respected by both the local community and the owners of the resorts. She helped us finding the coolest villas and got us great discounts. She comes here to find some peace and quiet because her professional life high up the corporate ladder is extremely demanding.
I don’t know why she and her friends were so nice to us, inviting us for dinners and drinks all the time. But after a talk about about our mutual jobs one night I thought it would be a nice gesture to offer her a Basic Goodness session (is that what they are called?).
A session with me is nothing more than two people meeting. I ask questions, I listen and follow my intuition to where it tells me to go. The idea is to just let our truth unfold, very much like how I write these posts. There is no plan and not a real goal other then to spend time together. When we speak and listen from the heart we give unconsciously the other permission to do the same. This way a container is created, a safe place for everybody.
What never seizes to amaze me is how new and liberating this apporach can be for somebody who is not used to it and not expecting it. We can spend our whole life living with the idea that we formulate our sentences in our heads, picking and choosing our words in a way so that they will fit our self image, views and perspectives. That is not true, the head is the place where we filter and color our feelings into something less authentic.
M. is a lady who has worked hard to be very succesful. What came up pretty fast was that this had cost her a lot. Spending a long time in a demanding, stressful, agressive ego-driven environment had caused her heart to close with all the sad consequences that come with that. She believed she possibly was a lost cause but when I asked her heart, the heart answered it needed love and trust to heal and open. The relief was almost tangible.
This morning I recieved a very sweet email from her, where she expressed her gratitude for our conversation and apologized for the fact she didn’t have the courage to give me the hug she wanted to give me.
Just a couple of moments ago she walked up my balcony and gave me a long and warm hug. She shared with me that she went to a spa this morning where she had a massage. During this massage she had started crying. She hadn’t cried in over a year. Now she came over to thank me. She also told me she that it felt scary and dislodging but also real and right. Her eyes were softer and her breathing relaxed and deep. She felt that this was only the beginning. But she told me she knew what to do: to surrender.
She just made my day. I love these little miracles. Thank you.