When you sit with a friend in pain,
when their world no longer makes sense;
when confusion rages and no rest is to be found.
Just for a moment,
will you resist the temptation to make things better,
to reassure them,
to provide answers, e
ven to heal them?
Will you offer your stillness,
and the warmth of your immediacy?
Will you hold them in your heart,
with the same tenderness of a mother holding her little one?
Will you embrace them where they are,
without needing them to change
or transform according to your own needs and schedule?
Will you stay close,
holding your own impatience and discomfort near?
Will you look into their eyes and see yourself?
Will you stay in the inferno of healing with them,
trusting in disintegration,
knowing that you are only witnessing the falling away of an old dream?
Sometimes in doing nothing everything is undone,
and love is revealed to be the only true medicine.