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mymidwestheart · 5 months
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unwelcome-ozian · 11 months
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metagalacticx · 2 years
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Black Panther: Wakanda Forever
in this great future
you can’t forget your past
so dry your tears, i say.
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angelaeleni · 2 years
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I’m noticing how the more that I feel comfortable in holding space for someone else by completely accepting them as they are in that moment without trying to create any change, I am allowing them the room and space to create the change themselves that they truly need. And, as I feel comfortable and present in my heart space in these moments, it nourishes me, it fills up my cup and it makes me feel even more alive. I am grateful for the opportunity to continue feeling more comfortable holding space without offering solution. I trust that solution will always come to be in the most aligned way. I trust that I too will feel nourished.
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loveandthepsyche · 10 months
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There's something so beautiful about being heard. It leaves people with the experience that they matter and that they're valued. 
I really do believe that listening is the highest form of loving.
~ Terces Engelhart
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gramarobin · 1 year
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clarkkantagain · 7 months
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ryan pfluger holding space,2021
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thesafecafe · 11 months
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Holding space / safe space for Desi Atiny, if anyone would like to vent, talk, rant, or just need a distraction from the situation rn, my asks and dm's are open! I am here to listen and talk if needed
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labyrinth-magic · 1 year
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frommyfavoritebooks · 2 years
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attributes of a good relationship:
selfless listening calm communication holding space for each other strong trust, no need to control authenticity, no need to perform rest, laughter, and adventure together the love between you is empowering commitments to each other are clear flexible, no need to always be together both have the space to grow and change
- clarity & connection, yung pueblo 
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sexualassbutts · 2 years
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~ Allie Michelle
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Tallullah
by Michele Sommerstein
Tallullah, I’ve decided, that the word tumor, is just too damn heavy to have to keep repeating, and repeating and repeating Tallullah, so often to ears, who don’t know what to say so they say, nothing at all
those who are left speechless those, whose go to response for all things medical is “Well, at least it’s not cancer” until it might be, and then they just turn away. Tallullah, some days, I want to hit them over the head with a book marked compassion all those sales reps, with their pyramid schemes of toxic positivity those who preached for years “be grateful, it’s not worse” when I got a brain cyst benign react to this, that is now possible, like it was never said those who tell me stories of their uncle who had cancer and now he is dead for fucks sake, these moments, unsolicited, contributions to this towering trifle of fuckery. Like a punch in the chest, fuck off
and so, because the word tumor. Too more. Tooooo mooooooore is too heavy, to repeat,Tallullah because I deserve lightness and relief, Tallullah because I deserve time and space to grieve this change I’ve named you, my resident, this fellowship Tallullah & The Possible Cancer This that low key sounds like a band name This that low key sounds like a poem Tallullah, Captain of The Crimson Tide Tallullah Of The Pelvic Volcano Tallullah, who throws seemingly random lightning bolts of pain from the hill tops of Uterus Valley because she wants out Tallullah who is tired of being blamed Tallullah who wanted to be a rock in a pond in nature instead of a mass met with disdain.
Tallullah, the bizarre-ness of it all nearly drowns me at times, when doctors say words like cancer & operation in a tone used to convey, what one might have for lunch. Perhaps a casual tuna sandwich (cancer) with a side of (operation) fries. Tallullah, I feel it, the rising of, trauma and trust issues inside & valid the doctors who came before who have caused me such harm the doctors of now that even with good intentions, who at best, of times don’t fully understand my body so how can they help me? Tallullah, I need their help Tallullah, their go to treatments are not accessible, safe nor designed for this alien body, divine. Tallullah, this added dollop of ableism, this draining of my heart, and time and I am crying
Tallullah, when I ask the universe why, is this part of my journey, Tallullah, I don’t get an answer even if this knowledge is not yet mine, to know, nonetheless what the hell as I go, down-ward spiraling, unraveling, stuck there and stress
Tallullah. when I call you by this name know, that I am not down-playing the situation I am, defiantly, creating, art, stories, beauty from this fuckery & pain this, that breaks my heart a heart, still healing (reeling, grieving, rising) for a year ago in August, my thyroid became inflamed and it stole my light, my poetry, my art & most of my sleep. I’ve worked so hard, to get them back, Tallulah, please let them be.
Tallullah, when I write you, these words they are, powerful in a time where I feel, overload, overwhelmed, and not in control but this poem, is something, is mine, a protest, a release, a reclaiming this vulnerability, with no apologies, your name, this open door and flowing waters, flooding this power, this moment, this free-ing, to choose, to speak, to rise.
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angelaeleni · 2 years
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The ability and capacity to hold space for another comes from our security and comfortability within ourself.
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princess-beef · 5 months
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Becoming the Villain; Learning Your Importance
“Then allow me another question. You accept darkness, yet choose to live in the light. So why is it that you loathe us who teeter on the edge of nothing?” — Xemnas, ‘Kingdom Hearts II’ There it is again, that funny feeling.  Today I do not care. Not about the problems people’ve caused themselves. Nor about petty bullshit at my job. I’ve cared so desperately for so long over a million little…
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tamarackshack · 10 months
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Took a year to complete this quilt! Pattern is by NASA Astronaut Karen Nyberg called Cupola View. Fabrics used were also designed by Karen, the collection is called Earth Views.
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