Criticism hurts.
That’s nothing new.
It always shocks…
and there’s a tendency to feel boo-hoo.
But from my heart to yours,
what i know is true?
The one criticizing
is really saying:
“who you are is scary to me too”
or
“your ideas/your vision/how you are is so different from what I’m used to”
Instead of allowing their words and tone sink in
and in response, react to the what has never been true
or perhaps what is so wrong
we can refuse to respond
we can refuse further in our thought and have compassion
In this poem I share how I chose to respond with compassion
By offering a comparison
so that instead of being scared of what I’m doing
the one criticizing could see a common bond we share:
We are both gardeners…
she with seeds.
me with ideas…
My heart to yours,
Tre ~