SOFTNESS
One of the hardest human qualities to embody, too often demonised as weakness, like her sister Kindness.
Embodied gentleness, that of a moldable whole heart and flexible bones. Amicable by nature, she caresses, not possesses with a different intensity, with an obvious lack of grasping, gripping or 'having'..She gives freely as her heart is unstruck, nurtured by nature in pure essence.
So forgiveness comes easily as she knows we are all fallible.
Her ways are circular, cyclical and seasonal, in step with God's rhythms before god became a policeman in the sky on high, when matriarchy was omnipresent and Mama wasn't a dirty word, to be feared. She exists underneath all seemingly solid and rigid structures. Galvanised and calcified by meanness, coldness and the hard edges of a heartless world.
Softness is being remembered as our default under all the layers of 'REAL-ity', she is there.
She's your duck down feather pillow that catches your weary head at the days' end, floating you on the wings of the unseen, imaginal lands of sleep. Unformed like playdough in God's fertile playground.