Hazel, this moved me deeply. I have spent much of my life learning the difference between being safe and being so fiercely guarded that little of life can reach me.
There is a painful irony in how we sometimes preserve ourselves at the expense of living. I recognise something of that in my own history, and in the slow, often uncomfortable work of learning that safety and vulnerability need not be opposites.
I am coming to understand that courage is not measured solely by what we endure, but also by what we allow ourselves to feel.
I love how mythology carries the ancient contradictions of human nature across centuries, allowing us to recognise something of ourselves in its telling.
Thank you, Hazel, for the humanity and psychological insight you bring to these stories. I am genuinely grateful to have encountered your work. ✨🫶🏼🌙🤍
Thank you, Elyra! I’m so glad you enjoyed this read, as it feels like the counterpart to the beautifully deep and feminine story I read of yours last week (or two weeks ago, maybe? Hello, time blindness 👋).
This comment just struck me as deeply profound:
“I am coming to understand that courage is not measured solely by what we endure, but also by what we allow ourselves to feel.”
Hazel, thank you. I’m genuinely touched that my words have given you something to think about. ❤️
I’ve been reflecting on this quite a lot lately. For so much of my life, I understood courage as the ability to endure, to keep going regardless of what something cost me. And there is courage in that. But I’m beginning to question what happens to us when endurance becomes the only measure of our strength.
How much of ourselves do we lose when we become so accustomed to protecting the heart that we forget how to let anything reach it?
I don’t think I’ve finished learning the answer. But I am beginning to understand that feeling deeply, even when it hurts, is part of being fully alive.
Thank you for opening this conversation through your beautiful exploration of the myth. It’s a privilege to exchange thoughts with you. 🖤🌹
Hazel, this moved me deeply. I have spent much of my life learning the difference between being safe and being so fiercely guarded that little of life can reach me.
There is a painful irony in how we sometimes preserve ourselves at the expense of living. I recognise something of that in my own history, and in the slow, often uncomfortable work of learning that safety and vulnerability need not be opposites.
I am coming to understand that courage is not measured solely by what we endure, but also by what we allow ourselves to feel.
I love how mythology carries the ancient contradictions of human nature across centuries, allowing us to recognise something of ourselves in its telling.
Thank you, Hazel, for the humanity and psychological insight you bring to these stories. I am genuinely grateful to have encountered your work. ✨🫶🏼🌙🤍
Thank you, Elyra! I’m so glad you enjoyed this read, as it feels like the counterpart to the beautifully deep and feminine story I read of yours last week (or two weeks ago, maybe? Hello, time blindness 👋).
This comment just struck me as deeply profound:
“I am coming to understand that courage is not measured solely by what we endure, but also by what we allow ourselves to feel.”
How very, very true that is. Thank you!!
Hazel, thank you. I’m genuinely touched that my words have given you something to think about. ❤️
I’ve been reflecting on this quite a lot lately. For so much of my life, I understood courage as the ability to endure, to keep going regardless of what something cost me. And there is courage in that. But I’m beginning to question what happens to us when endurance becomes the only measure of our strength.
How much of ourselves do we lose when we become so accustomed to protecting the heart that we forget how to let anything reach it?
I don’t think I’ve finished learning the answer. But I am beginning to understand that feeling deeply, even when it hurts, is part of being fully alive.
Thank you for opening this conversation through your beautiful exploration of the myth. It’s a privilege to exchange thoughts with you. 🖤🌹