Taking the time to feel what the other tell about us.
What parts of us feels alive in relation with others ?
What if there were an another layer underneath our reactivity ?
What if underneath there were a deep desire to meet ourselves through the other ?
Lately I felt a need to be seen in my capacity of being autonomous.
Once fully present to it I could see how much I actualy needed others, to reveal myself, to support me, to share, to be delighted…
From this place, doing things to be seen as autonomous does’nt make any sense.
