𝘐 𝘢𝘮 𝘯𝘰𝘵 𝘴𝘶𝘳𝘦 𝘦𝘹𝘢𝘤𝘵𝘭𝘺 𝘸𝘩𝘦𝘯 𝘺𝘰𝘶 𝘤𝘢𝘮𝘦 𝘪𝘯𝘵𝘰 𝘮𝘺 𝘭𝘪𝘧𝘦, 𝘣𝘶𝘵 𝘩𝘦𝘳𝘦 𝘺𝘰𝘶 𝘢𝘳𝘦. 𝘈𝘤𝘵𝘶𝘢𝘭𝘭𝘺, 𝘐 𝘵𝘩𝘪𝘯𝘬 𝘪𝘵 𝘸𝘢𝘴 𝘮𝘺 𝘮𝘰𝘵𝘩𝘦𝘳 𝘸𝘩𝘰 𝘪𝘯𝘷𝘪𝘵𝘦𝘥 𝘺𝘰𝘶 𝘰𝘷𝘦𝘳 𝘧𝘰𝘳 𝘢 𝘱𝘭𝘢𝘺 𝘥𝘢𝘵𝘦 𝘸𝘩𝘦𝘯 𝘐 𝘸𝘢𝘴 𝘭𝘪𝘵𝘵𝘭𝘦, 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘴𝘪𝘯𝘤𝘦 𝘵𝘩𝘦𝘯 𝘺𝘰𝘶 𝘩𝘢𝘷𝘦 𝘯𝘦𝘷𝘦𝘳 𝘭𝘦𝘧𝘵. 𝘠𝘰𝘶 𝘢𝘳𝘦 𝘢 𝘴𝘯𝘦𝘢𝘬𝘺 𝘣𝘢𝘴𝘵𝘢𝘳𝘥 𝘵𝘰 𝘴𝘢𝘺 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘭𝘦𝘢𝘴𝘵...
And so my letter went on.
Every other Sunday evening, I gather with a group of women to explore our lives and emotional landscape through books.
Right now, we are reading The Gift by Edith Eger, a survivor of Auschwitz, turned psychotherapist.
This Sunday group used to be a part of my business, alongside my leadership book circle for individuals, and the custom book circles that I lead for organizations.
Toward the end of last year, though, I had a yearning to simplify. I also had a yearning to step back, and not always be "in charge."
After more than a year of meeting with this group of women in a paid capacity, I turned the group over to them.
Now, rather than holding the space for others introspection, learning, and connection, I get to be held.
It felts so good to let go of control and embrace curiosity.
The assignment that I shared above was to write a letter to someone, or a situation that had caused us pain.
Wow, was it cathartic.
The next step was the kicker, though.
The second letter was an invitation to step into gratitude, thanking the same person, or situation.
It was a situation of YES...AND.
They are/were both true.
As I wrote them out, looking at them objectively, it was perfect evidence that you can be with two seemingly opposing emotions at the exact same time.
Have you been in a situation recently that caused you pain?
Would you be willing to write a couple of letters?
Originally posted on LinkedIn with comments.
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I am Theresa Destrebecq (I dare you to try to pronounce it...)