The Haste of my Heart

Published on 26 May 2025 at 16:42

I feel the rush when I hear of someone's pain or struggle, and it's not because I want to be the saviour, but because I, too, have suffered deep pain.

It's not my intention to come in and save the day, but rather help find solutions to challenges so that for them some of the pain could be erased.

I reflect and realise that my haste to want to jump in isn't always the right way to be supportive, and it helps to pause and think about what could truly help.

Because the reality is, I could have a million solutions and some may help or bring relief, but I wonder if it's more valuable to support someone to find their resolve themselves.

Now this doesn't mean I have moved to the sidelines as a passive observer, but rather, I am choosing intentionality with the way I show up and be present.

As I have discovered that just being there and connecting, showing I am by their side, listening, and supporting often, their own voices will rise if you let it.

And is that not support in its most authentic form? To be able to not solve everything but just be there with them while they try whether they make it or fall.

Seeing others discover their abilities and that they have great strength within them is the greatest support that I could ever give at all. 


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