Soft Edges

There is a quiet pleasure that comes with not allowing oneself to be swayed by the highs and lows of life. We can have experiences that fill us with such heart-expanding euphoria that we feel we might burst, and others that elicit such grief that we fear our bones might break under the weight of it all. One month may feel nothing like the month before, or the weeks to follow. Heartbreak can leave us broken and gasping for air, before being swept away into a love that breathes new life into every part of our being. Our inner terrains move through seasons. We walk through darkness and we walk through light. If we get lost in a chapter, we might find it harder to recognise its place in the wider story of our lives. While much emphasis is placed on the need to remain strong and brave in times of ordeal, these things alone can make us form sharp edges. While there is magic in surviving the winds of a storm, the real beauty is staying soft in a world that could have hardened you.