Every step of the way

Today I posted the zen den on the work intranet and the one at Goldies too and had a phenomenal amount of interest in it. I sat at work with the horrible idea of someone else living in my home for the whole day. My lovely little haven in London, where everyone always feels safe, or as Chopper calls it, the North London Waifs and Strays Hostel, as its where all my friends seem to gravitate when they are upset. I love that it has been a place of solace and welcomed so many of you as it has me. Sitting with this idea at work was heart wrenching until I came home and met one of the guys who was interested and he was lovely. Better still I could see he had fallen as in love with it as I am. Suddenly this made it all seem better, that in fact I can choose whom I rent it to, and renting it is just another opportunity to share it with people I wouldn't otherwise get the chance to meet and that it will bring them the happiness it has brought me, and they will no doubt love it too.

That's kind of what happens right? If we pour love into something everyone picks up on that and treats the thing with love. This has happened to me with horses before. The ones you take time with and adore. That you don't rush or push and allow to develop, that you don't force but rather offer them the opportunity through positive reinforcement to grow up. You give them time. Those are the horses that you sit on and you can hear them think, you know they will attempt the impossible for you, and that no matter who they go to and where they end up they will be loved and looked after as that is their only understanding of the world. Are we as humans the same? Is this what we need too? I can definitely see parallels.

How can we best support others when they need this kind of compassion? I personally have to fight the urge to be too invasive, I think (and I fight this knowledge every time I am vested in an outcome) sometimes you have to work like a horse whisperer and allow them to come to you. Do they know you are there? Supporting them even if you aren't around them? How can we hold someone's paw as Piglet so pertinently asks without the physical contact? How can we let someone else know they can be sure of us?

I received an email today that moved me to tears, not because of what it said but rather because of what it didn't say. I know how much regret and unhappiness was in that email for that person and that's not where I want them to be. I want them to be happy, to know that we are all allowed to change our minds, for them to be able to forgive themselves and to be in a good place. How can I let them know that?

To be able to have a new beginning, we need to let things go. I need to be prepared to let go of my attachment to this house to enable myself to have the new beginning I want in Mexico. I guess sometimes you just have to have faith that the love you pour into creating something will continue to be there even if you aren't physically present. You don't always need to be able to hold someones paw to be sure of them, sometimes you are just sure of them and wish they could be more sure of themselves. And even if you can't hold their paw physically you will be mentally. Every. Step. Of. The. Way.