Love listens, it has no need to control
It does not fix
It listens with patience, with compassion, with curiosity, strength and courage
It knows its own limits and knows when to hold, it holds, and let’s be…
Love listens and knows that taking control steals from its loved ones the ability to self sooth
Love knows the ability to not run from pain, from shame, from fear and hurt
It listens and holds until truly called forth
Love listens and knows its own limits
And when those limits are reached to quietly and compassionately sit and hold, to let be…
It knows it can share its own fear, its own pain
It knows that fixing a loved one steals from the loved one
Steals the loved one’s sense of self
A sense of self so needed to grow, to sense, to feel, to thrive
To grow and become strong, free from the pain of not knowing, not knowing…am I safe, am I wanted?
To calm and breathe and settle into one’s own knowing that they too can love, to listen, and hold…
To love and listen and breathe and not control…to let be…
To let be into a love that needs not to control…