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By not judging each thought and action so harshly that I plant self doubt in myself
love yourself completely because at the end of the day you are your own person
Be gentle with myself when others aren’t.
By sending love to you and all who are hurting.
Being quiet and being still. God doesn’t work in a drive through, taking orders. It is time to shut this circus down to become the Quiet and stillness.
“God doesn’t work in a drive-through…” thank you for the giggle I got picturing that:)
On a physical level- listening to my body knowing when it needs more rest and relaxation or knowing when I need to get up and move. On an emotional and mental level being tender with myself and not as harsh. On a spiritual level being grateful for this website and it’s community.
Can I just send a heart to every reply? Thank you everyone for sharing. I am new here. How can I honour tenderness within me? Through physical touch, a soft lens, a kind question, an act of compassion to someone or something which is hurting.
Sure, Cath – hearts are nice replies 🙂
I like to be sure all the replies have at least 1 of the hearts that come from clicking the icon under the comment on the gratefulness page.
There are so many internal and external noises stress me up everyday. But I know, positive things are happening around me too!
People come to work and doing their best to support my vision, showering their career with loves. Kids love me and hug me everyday. I’m important, I’m offering my values to the society too… Be present , enjoy every single moment. Don’t let the fear lead me to he future I worry the most.
Tenderness is warmth, kindness, and compassion. I can honor those qualities within me by using those qualities on myself. I can be warm, kind and compassionate towards myself today.
By seeing that everybody says me. So it is within everyone. If it is within everyone , why should it not be within everything? I think there is tenderness everywhere , only mind wants hard facts..
By being kind to my self. By being grateful for the gift that it is. I forget that it must start with me. I live for others, I worry for others, I work for others. Maybe by being tender to my self I will let go of the worry feelings that dominate my everyday life and enjoy life a bit more with out this worry feelings. I will keep word “tenderness” in my heart today.
I can honour the tenderness within me by noticing when others are soft and appreciating them. What others are is a reflection of me, is an extension of me. Also, deeply breathing. slow intuitive stretching.
Today I am grateful to to be with some of my most cherished friends (I wish there was a better word. Assembled family?) and I will try to be present and aware of this part of me and I will try to freely express this part of myself to them.
Sitting quietly with myself. Looking inside and recognizing that part of me with gratitude, and sharing that tenderness with those around me.
Perfection! Thank you for sharing. I will take your words and do the same.
Such a beautiful question … I will hold this question with tenderness today and look forward to seeing where it leads. Deep gratitude for the question, and for all who have shared so far …
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Beautiful Carol! why is this so hard for me? I live with worry all the time. I must be tender with my self as I am with others.
Sad, isn’t it, Ana Maria, how difficult it can be to be tender with oneself. I suppose there was survival value to keeping the peace with those around us, and it wasn’t so important to be tender with oneself, back in the days when we died at a younger age?
Turn towards it and honor it. This is hard to do with living next to this neighbor that continues to add stress to our lives continually. I am stressed most days beyond belief. Turning towards it and honoring it in my life might just help me tremendously right now. And by that, I mean being tender with myself and breathing deeply, meditating, and taking time to be silent more than once a day. My physical therapist has given me a technique to breathe differently, and I usually am so stressed I forget to do it. I will work on that today….
I love the teaching in my yoga class last week, where we chant ‘Ham’, pronounced ‘hum’, and feel it in our throats. It does help me with [dis]tress but I don’t have the neighbor problems you have. The ‘Ham’ chant is supposed to help the 3rd energy center, and for me I do think it does. It also distracts me from wherever my mind was. But I certainly resonate with forgetting to do things like that when stressed! Hugs – 🙂
Mary Pat, I am so sorry you are exposed to your neighbors inconsiderate behavior. I know the Stress this can cause. I hope you can find some relief in your self care. One of my greatest challenges, is to try to have compassion and tenderness for these difficult people in my life.
Wishing grace today and always. I am sorry you have to deal with an unkind person. Blessings to you.
Watering and nurturing the tender seedlings I have planted all around me. They are rooted in the soil that I have been building and developing for them and their helpers throughout the cold, dark months. As above, so below
Hold it gently. Provide it with nourishing words and practices to help it heal — beautiful sights and sounds, quiet and time.
This is a question I need to ponder. I am often a bit harsh and impatient with myself. Thank you.
Treat myself with love, to know that I have an unique way of tenderness .
Treat it with Reverence. I too am Holy Ground comprised of star dust in my bones. .
I can honor this tenderness by recognizing and cherishing that it IS within me to soothe others and myself.
Hold on tight to it and keep it near to my heart.
Such a loving and caring question. Thank you. I suppose the best way for me to answer the question is to practice selfcare, patience and self-forgiveness.
By using it.
I have a story about my four brothers, who were unaware that they were tender. I asked them at Karel my husband’s funeral to lower the coffin into his grave. I will never forget those four tender faces in my whole life. The beauty radiated from it. They themselves did not know.
Oh, Christine – brothers can be so wonderful, can’t they? Mine both are 🙂
I ❤️ my brothers.
We’re lucky to have such wonderful brothers. More warm wishes to you 🙂
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