You know when you get that late night call from a child and he needs to vent his frustrations, hurt and anguish about a situation he is in. It takes a good deal of strength to subdue the strong sense of justice in me, to resist rescuing and most of all that Mama bear instinct that wants to lash out because my son is hurting. In practicing detachment last night, I listened to understand and heard how he came to a resolution on his own. I was a sounding board. I went through a gamut of emotions as I listened, but did not let those emotions control me. I took a deep breathe of peace and patience and was lifted above the wave of strong feelings.
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