I have a Sailor.
I went to Chicago for his graduation from Navy Bootcamp and after everything was said and done we went to my hotel. He walked into my room, stripped down to his skivvies, curled up in bed, and was out like a light.
I sat there, watching him like I did when he was a child.
I listened to his breathing, watched his chest slowly rise and fall.
His steady breathing cadence gently seeped a relaxed peace throughout the room.
At one point I shifted in my seat and he startled awake. I placed my hand on his head and told him everything was okay and he went immediately back to a relaxed sleep.
Watching my son sleep brought me sincere gratitude. Both of my sons do this. They tell me they have trouble sleeping at home yet when they come to my haven they sleep. Not just sleep, they are able to regenerate, heal, shore up and rest. They let go and sink into the oblivion of peaceful slumber.
I am a space holder. Yes, physically I take up space on this planet. I also hold a space of peace. Oftentimes people who have just met me will open up to tell me life stories and hidden secrets they haven’t shared with even the closest of friends. They have also sought my input and advice.
This seems to be my superpower. The ability to provide a haven for those around me. A gift of safety and peace. This ability helps me as I work with clients through meditations and change. They’re able to go deeper, release burdens, and experience more complete change and healing.