So what does a sixty-year-old woman running with a dog have to do with becoming a Spiritual Director?
Everything. In one picture I am instantaneously and joyously returned to the freedom of discovering more of the authentic Self, as God made me. The light. The shadow. The healed and the wounded Self as one of God’s beloved kids.
And that’s where we start being able to help others in their discovery and healing – in the recognizing, honoring and healing of our own. How else can we resist letting our stuff roll over onto those we are listening to and with? How else can we find the empathy of struggle and hold the hope of being seen and loved by God if not first seen, as we really are, and loved by the person sitting right beside us on the journey? Continue reading Desires of My Heart