Finding the Soft Spot

My grandson's nature table.

My grandson’s nature table.

I have enjoyed reading a book by Elizabeth Berg called The Year of Pleasures. 

It tells of a woman’s experience the first year after her husband died after a long marriage. Her husband was a child psychologist. Here is the passage that really spoke to me:

“John used to talk about finding the soft spot in people, how that was step one. Then came the next step, the harder one, getting them to trust that you would not violate that place. He said patients would often make themselves vulnerable, that you had to withstand the fire in order to earn the cease-fire, and that it was always worth it to do so. He said that inside everyone there was a place that shone. ”

I resonated so deeply with those words. In my years working with troubled teens, that was my gift, finding their soft spot and building the trust that let them know that I would not let them go, no matter how violent their reactions. When I was in a position to hire teachers to work with these children, I looked for this ability. It was not easy to find as we are so trained to find truth in the surface projections, rather than in the feelings of the heart.

Love the spire hidden beyond the archway.

Love the spire hidden beyond the archway.

Finding the place that shines….this skill becomes more and more valuable and necessary as the levels of chaos and pain arise on the planet. We are going through the fires of purification as so much is destroyed to make way for the new structures to be built. In my home state, fires have left thousands homeless. There is news of one disaster after another across the globe as all are being shaken from the belief that security comes in any outer form. Each are discovering that it is only by going within that true security is found. All that we have been taught will keep you safe, is being dismantled. The systems of money, social security, retirement, property….are being rearranged and many are feeling firsthand how it can all disappear in a moment.

Despite all that appears as chaos swirling on the surface of my emotional field or the planetary consciousness, there is a deep well of knowing within that all is well. I drop into that space and breathe there at intervals throughout the day. Feeling the love light flowing in all its pink gold peace, informing and lighting up my cellular structure as well as the planetary Christed grid. We are living in the end times that have long been prophesied. What an honor it is to have a body and heart with which to participate in this grand experiment of bringing in the golden age of peace and love. One heart at a time, we move.