It was a during a Focusing session when I described that I felt I was stuck in a maze .. not knowing if I should go forward or back. But I also seeing that there was ahead of me a hand reaching out to help pull me through. When I imagined who’s hand it was .. I knew it was my own. My wiser, compassionate self was there to pull me out of my stuckness.

So here I am in two different forms. The wiser, surer self, holding a candle to light the way and placing her hand on the shoulder of she who feels fragile or lost. And again, here I am, leaning into my wiser self, holding all my love in my hands, trusting she will care for it. We are both surrounded by birds, leaves, flowers and stars.

When do you meet your own wiser self? How does she or he show up in your life? What do you see in their eyes?

Denise Durocher, May 2025