And Grace, Too
There are some words in the English language that seem to carry a texture or sensation with them. I feel like grace is one of those words. In my mouth and mind it feels light, airy, delicate and soft. I feel like there is an innate kindness woven into it, both when we give grace to others or receive grace ourselves. I also feel like there is an elusiveness to it - almost like looking at a shape in a cloud, there one minute and changed the next. So what it is about grace that makes it stand out for me in such a way? Lately I have been taking more notice of how I relate to myself and my inner narratives and have realized how often these interactions are lacking in grace. Despite the work that I have done to rewrite and reconnect with myself, in times of stress or tiredness I notice that there is a natural tendency towards a sharper and more exacting narrative. In these moments grace is replaced by self-judgement and doubt. It is only w...