the "holding space" lens

stepping out of the full-ness of my experience — the simpleness of delight, openness, and freedom that is my reality — i move into words and a place of sharing. i strive to wrap together the many questions and ponderings that swirl through me as i travel through new lands, traverse unknown territiories and fall comfortably into the rhythm of Listening, Connecting, and Being.

One filtering lens that i’m seeing through these days is the “holding space” lens. I find my wide eyes roaming my surroundings and drinking in the many ways that people hold space for one another. Of course, as i focus my perspective a whole slew of questions arise.

What does it mean to hold space?
Are you aware when you’re holding space for another to
How do you hold space?
What do you hold space for?
For whom do you hold space?
When I am open, listening from an accepting and fully present place, following the attention and awareness of another as they move into deep alleys of their inner world, i hold space for connecting to self, accepting what is, celebrating life, dreaming forth potentials and possibilities, and sinking into the embodied experience of being alive.
I notice that when we are relating with other people by engaging in action driven by our passion, we are often acting in service to others… holding space for them to experience the fruits of our passion.

Please (please, please) tell me what comes to you when you think of the phrase “holding space.”

(and thank you sooo much maria and patti for keeping easily amazed so juicey while i’m on the road… i love reading your posts.)

When you write of listening, connecting, being….you are holding space. You are sharing
your highest energy, without giving of your earthly worries, thoughts, or opinions. By doing that you are allowing growth, nurturing, and stimulating the other’s path to continue to move wherever they need to move. Ashley, you do that so often. It’s no wonder that other’s are drawn to you. In your holdig space, you send your love and listen. Like the night of our marathon walk. I was so distressed, but you held space for me to work through what was necessary for me to do at the time. Thank you!!!
That is what holding space means to me today.
I miss you! xxxooo Patti

Gravataryes, a space is necessary for things to be worked through….you helped do this for me that night at the mall, Ashley….and on the phone…..THANK YOU for that; sometimes it seems like no one can hear me….but really, it’s not so bad if they don’t hear me as long as they feel me and help me hear myself.

love to you,

Gravatarholding space for me, to feel honoured at the very thought of someone entrusting of their deepest thoughts, either to drown out the dark or to guide through the light of love… my first treasured memory of you ashley, is the time when i first met you and you sat and listened to the anxiety which i was feeling and the concern i had for my childrens future happiness in this big wide world! to just know someone really cares to listen! THANK YOU,

bunches of love,

GravatarThanx Ashley….holding space for someone, to me, means allowing someone the freedom to be and express who they are with no judgement affixed or attached…..nick “Today’s mighty oak tree was yesterday’s nut who held it’s ground”….David Icke.

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