I used to think of compassion, specifically self-compassion, as weakness.Gentleness seemed flaccid. 'Be gentle': It seemed like a consolation prize to offer to someone inept and fragile.  I heard it as a veiled insult.Be gentle with yourself. (.....because you can't handle anything more than that, you poor, pitiful thing.) Now I know better.

I used to think of compassion, specifically self-compassion, as weakness. Gentleness seemed flaccid. 'Be gentle': It seemed like a consolation prize to offer to someone inept and fragile. I heard it as a veiled insult. Be gentle with yourself. (.....because you can't handle anything more than that, you poor, pitiful thing.) Now I know better.

I used to think of compassion, specifically self-compassion, as weakness.Gentleness seemed flaccid. 'Be gentle': It seemed like a consolation prize to offer to someone inept and fragile.&nbsp; I heard it as a veiled insult.Be gentle with yourself. (.....because you can't handle anything more than that, you poor, pitiful thing.) Now I know better.

Gentleness

This isn’t the podcast I was supposed to create. 

I had something polished and impressive in mind. 

This is more interesting. 

You should listen to it.

A bit of background: 
I’d already committed to publishing a daily podcast when I got (very, very, very) sick with Long (very, very, very long) COVID. 

So, I had a choice:
I could give up, or I could keep my commitment and include my constant exhaustion, fever, foggy-brain, relentless cough —and do my best.

I chose the latter. 

My “best” varies quite a bit according to how well or poorly I feel on a given day. 

The episodes are raw, out of order, unedited, with uneven audio quality, You’ll often hear my Pekingese, Bija barking in the background. 

Sometimes I talk to myself, sometimes I talk to you. Sometimes I have no idea who I’m talking to. It’s a true potpourri.

And it’s not just overhearing me wax poetic through a stuffy nose about new insights and the insufferable discomfort of upended plans. There’s more!
 
In between the fragments of thought, feeling, and utter nonsense, is a timely and universal story about expectations, meaning making, dropping all agendas, and discovering what’s possible when we Open to What Is. 

Tune in.
Sample a few episodes. 

See if you can drop all expectations and allow yourself to be surprised and delighted by something you didn’t know you were looking for.

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This isn’t the podcast I was supposed to create. I had something polished and impressive in mind. This is more interesting. You should listen to it. A bit of background: I’d already committed to publishing a daily podcast when I got (very, very, very) sick with Long (very, very, very long) COVID. So, I had a choice: I could give up, or I could keep my commitment and include my constant exhaustion, fever, foggy-brain, relentless cough —and do my best. I chose the latter. My “best” varies quite a bit according to how well or poorly I feel on a given day. The episodes are raw, out of order, unedited, with uneven audio quality, You’ll often hear my Pekingese, Bija barking in the background. Sometimes I talk to myself, sometimes I talk to you. Sometimes I have no idea who I’m talking to. It’s a true potpourri. And it’s not just overhearing me wax poetic through a stuffy nose about new insights and the insufferable discomfort of upended plans. There’s more! In between the fragments of thought, feeling, and utter nonsense, is a timely and universal story about expectations, meaning making, dropping all agendas, and discovering what’s possible when we Open to What Is. Tune in. Sample a few episodes. See if you can drop all expectations and allow yourself to be surprised and delighted by something you didn’t know you were looking for.

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