A couple of weeks after my kids go back to school, I plan to work through the Nonviolent Communication Training course by Marshall Rosenberg, Phd. I’ve actually blocked the time out in my outlook! I’m hoping to blog on my progress here…
I’m fortunate in that sometimes, the books that are piled so high on my desk avalanche and I find myself staring at the exact words I need to keep me going in that moment. Some people call it grace. I guess I’m grateful for grace.
I knew the moment I stumbled on Rumi’s quote about that place beyond right and wrong that my life would be different. I got goosebumps.
This quote touched my soul in such a way that I no longer needed to be “right” about anything. I have always craved harmony but attracted conflict. I needed to find a place – a sacred space – where interaction with others was based on this idea of non-judgment. Once I found that field described by Rumi, inside my own heart, all conversations became possible. Especially deep conversations. Deep conversations about motherhood, religion, life-death-rebirth … and I felt connected.
What should we talk about? I welcome the conversation.