The plot thickens

It's been a really long week - lots of hours spent at my internship site, juggling kids and getting J. ready to head off for Japan.
And yet, something else happened this week - well, a lot of things happened that I feel good about. Small moments that pull my week together in a lovely, tiring sort of way.
First of all, my supervisor gave me a glowing assessment. I'll take that in and let it simmer. He looked me straight in the eye and said - 'you've got the skill and you've got the instinct, now stop being tentative and just get in there and do it.' Talk about calling me out on my FOO stuff. And yet, how fitting to hear that right now as I really start seeing my way clear of past debris.
And then I had some incredible moments with varied clients this week. The sessions all deepened to a different level. It's really interesting to think about that happening with all that has been happening for me. I can only believe that the deepening is happening because I am really deepening my own inner contact as well.
The stories that I heard this week - the abuse, grief, anger, fear - seemed present because I made space for them by listening with my own antenna. I don't know quite how to describe it but I think that everything that LIOS is teaching me centers around how to sit in a non reactive space and use my own internal antenna. It's like the learning is helping to clear the static out of the way so that I can listen better. I started playing with it, tracking what made my ears perk up and following those moments - or deliberately choosing not to due to time or possible strategic maneuvering. I'm finding myself remember what people said weeks ago and able to pull it out when it is really great for a client to hear their own words coming back.
I shared a piece of wisdom that I picked up years ago with a client today and it was a complete epiphany for her. She looked at me and said that it was what I said, that small nugget, that was exactly what she needed to hear today - and it was why she kept coming back.
So, on that warm and fuzzy note, I'm off to make homemade ravioli with fresh tomato marinara. A glass of wine and three of my favorite people to share the evening with.