Soft. What does the word SOFT mean to you?

SOFT. Simple. Still

To touch the depth of one’s soul
To touch the secrets of one’s heart
To touch the deepest sorrows of one’s being -

Is to know love.

Photo by Ray Hennessy on Unsplash

Hello dearest one,

How are you today?
How has the week begun for you?

On Sunday I wrote a piece called SOFT. SIMPLE. STILL
I wrote it on Sunday as I feel that Sunday is such a SOFT day.
Such a peaceful day.

Today, I am popping into your inbox and sharing and inviting you to explore what the SOFT part of SOFT. SIMPLE. STILL means. (Over the next couple of weeks I will explore and share with you “SIMPLE” and “STILL.”)

I invite you to come on a journey with me…

To be ready, I invite you to be comfortable,
I invite you to be warm,
I invite you to be cosy…

I invite you to imagine that you are walking upon the earth.
Step by step you walk upon the earth.
Step by step you feel the earth under you feet.

Imagine my dear friend that for this moment in time you are walking on the softest landscape you can imagine.

It is so soft under your feet that your feet feel as though they can breathe out.
It is so soft under your feet that your feet feel as though they are floating.
It is so soft under your feet that your feet feel as though they have, for the very first time, placed themselves upon the earth

The soft
soft
earth.

Your toes stretch out
Your toes wriggle.

Your toes
your heels
your feet
breathe out.

Imagine my dear friend
That the soft soft earth that your toes are so happy to be upon
is asking that you place your hands upon it too.

Imagine my dear friend
touching the softest earth you can possibly imagine,

with you hands.

As soft as moss, maybe.
As soft as feather-down, maybe
As soft as dandelion seeds drifting upon the earth,

drifting with wishes
and promises
and hopes

softly

softly

upon the earth.

And now imagine my dear friend

That softness that your hands feel
That softness that your feet feel

Imagine hearing a sound so soft that your ears, without straining, can hear it.
Just imagine the sound you hear
the soft
soft
sound.

Imagine how it makes your ears feel

A soft
soft sound
that goes deep into your ear drums and softly into your energy.

A soft
soft sound
that goes from your ears into your body.

A soft
soft sound
that reaches your nervous system
and invites your nervous system to be soft
soft
soft.

Now imagine my friend, that you are closing your eyes
And in your vision you see soft
soft colours

and these soft
soft colours are drifting softly over your whole body

soft
soft colours

drifting slowly over you
drifting slowly into you.

Now imagine the soft soft colours
and the soft soft sounds falling gently over and into your physical body
soft soft colours
soft soft sound
and then imagine this soft sound and these soft colours soothing your pain, your illnesses, your disease.

soft.
soft.
soft.

Then imagine the soft soft colours soothing your emotional being
your anger, your grief, your sorrow, your emotions
and imagine the soft soft sounds soothing your emotional being
soft
soft
soft

And also imagine the soft soft colours soothing your mental energy
and soft soft sounds calming your mental being
your worries, your anxieties, your stresses,
being soothed and calmed by the soft soft colours and the soft soft sounds

Imagine.
Imagine.
Imagine.

And now imagine the soft soft colours
and the soft soft sounds
and the soft soft landscape that you are in
inviting you to be ever so soft inside

Imagine my friend
Imagine
what it means…
to be ever so soft inside

to let the hard edges be soft
to let the clenched teeth be soft
to let the tense body be soft

to let the stiff shoulders be soft
to let the tight muscles be soft
to let the rigid thoughts be soft

to let the closed ideas be soft
to let the locked doors be soft
to let the dry landscape be soft

to let the frozen heart be soft
to let the hard anger be soft
to let the tight lungs be soft
to let the hidden dreams be soft

soft

soft

soft

And in that soft space
where the softness falls upon you as gently as the dew falls upon the dawn landscape
you feel a butterfly land upon your hand

so softly you hardly feel it,

and yet it is there
fluttering softy as it rests upon you hand
you see its beautiful colours
you see its beautiful wings

softly
softly
softly.

And as you watch this delicate butterfly
your eyes become softer
and you see and hear the butterfly
see its soft colours
hear its soft fluttering

and then you see something else

as it flutters its wings
you see words drift slowly up to you

I.

Love.

Me.

And these three words ever so softly stay
just in front of your vision,

just long enough for you to repeat them thrice more

I.

LOVE.

ME.

I

LOVE

ME

I LOVE ME.

softly
softly
softly

And then ever so softly the butterfly flies away
and ever so softly the words disappear from in front of you
and ever so softly they reappear in your heart

I love me.

softly.
softly.
softly.

In honour of all the soft places within you
and the beautiful landscapes that they invite you to tread.

Blessed Be,