Holding Hands…

I suppose it is the nurse in me…or…perhaps the mother…but…it’s really hard for me…to sit beside someone who is in pain…whether…physical or emotional…and…do…nothing

My propensity…has always been to…fix it…even if that meant…totally taking over the other person’s life…usually without permission…and…honestly…quite often…making things worse instead of better…

But…lately…Bertha…has been holding me back…which is somewhat akin to riding a bucking bronco…but being up for the challenge…she has definitely been reigning me in…bit by bit…

First…she told me I was…arrogant

What…me…humble servant to the masses…

She held firm…I was arrogant to believe…that…I knew better than the other person what they needed…I was arrogant to believe that…I…was the only one who could fix things…

Hmmm…

Then she pointed out…that…I really wasn’t being a friend when I took over…because…I wasn’t trusting the other person…to work things out…I wasn’t giving them the opportunity…to learn their lesson…and…grow in the way that they needed to…she related it to a toddler…if someone picked it up every time it stumbled and carried it…it would never learn to walk…

Now…she was quick to point out…that doesn’t mean…that…I ignore my friends…that I don’t help out…no…not at all…she’s just reminding me…that…sometimes…holding a hand…is the only helping hand…that’s needed…

Jane

Hey…Could You Lend Me a Hand…

Funny thing about life…it tends to give me what I need…when I need it…I just have to be paying attention…

Case in point…I’ve been dancing with some issues lately…I would have said…wrestling…but honestly sometimes it’s hard to tell the difference between dancing and wrestling…and I like the thought of dancing better…but…I digress…

Anyway…I’ve been dancing with some things…

Yesterday morning…with…Bertha’s…help…and lots of journaling…I reclaimed my power in the situation…Bertha…gave me a beautiful affirmation…

I define who I am…I make choices every day…to support that definition…I am the only one who gets to decide…who I am…

And…I felt…almost…ready to take on the world…and all the little issues that might come up…a little later…as I was walking from my office to the gym yesterday…I glanced down…and there on the pavement…was a tiny silver hand…an inexpensive, plastic charm…separated from its bracelet…put in that exact spot…just to let me know…I wasn’t alone…helping hands are…anywhere…everywhere…where I least expect them…

Yeah…the day went up from there…

Jane