Deep listening, sitting with my fears in companionable silence, neither trying to deny them or fix them, instead looking at them to discern their shape, sift the physical observations, and through the fog that those observations trigger in me.
Deep listening, sitting with the emotions of others. Intermittently, not trying to fix them.
“I feel out of control of my life,” said one. I tried to fix it. Ooops.
“I was so angry for so long,” said another. I just said thank you. Thank you for letting me know.
Deep listening to what comes up for me and why. The peaceful calm of sitting with my emotions, tracing them to my physical observations, and searching through the misty shapes triggered is really useful.