She may look closed or seem to have impregnable boundaries. She may not seem to be listening or even learning. She would still rather go the old way. And you can see that she is hurting herself by doing so.
It is easy to be impatient when you know you can show her, tell her an easy way out. She doesn’t have to suffer at all. If only she could see. It is easy to be angry, frustrated, and even judgemental.
What if she’s holding a deep fire inside. What if her apparent life choices does not in any way define her potent inner lava. What if your unspoken pressure became just one more oppressive layer on her shield?
No matter how much a stretch it is to see her wisdom, can we honour her judgement & her relationship with change. Who knows what she is battling inside. What if one can just say ‘I may not understand, but I’m here’. If there is one energy she has been starved of, it is of being honoured. It is much more than understanding or compassion. Something shifts deeply within when you honour a woman for all of who she is. It is only inside of you that you give her the freedom to be all of who she is, irrespective of her fears & life choices.
If a muscle relaxes inside of you when you do that, it perhaps would relax in her as well. What if her call is simply for you to walk with her, fully embracing her dignity.
What if this woman was you?