A Love the Body Remembers

There is a love that lives inside true listening.
A love the body remembers — a need older than words.

What could be more deeply human than the desire to be seen and heard? To be listened to with no agenda, no fixing, no judgment. To be met with presence so steady it feels like reverence. To be witnessed and not deemed in need of changing. To speak and have each word found valid and real.

How revolutionary. How simple, yet so easily overlooked — as if something so pure could not possibly hold the power to transform.

And yet true listening is the portal to knowing anyone — or anything. Listening is love in action, the invisible thread that weaves connection back into the world.

On the outside, it can look like nothing is happening — a still body, an open ear, a quiet mouth. But inside, entire new worlds are revealed and created. Unspoken fears come forward. Hard truths soften. The parts of us that have been waiting to be welcomed find a place to belong.

When listening is missing, loneliness grows in the spaces where understanding should live. But where listening lives, love lives too.

This art is not only for others. The greatest listening may be inward: learning to hear what the body knows, what the heart is trying to say, what the deeper self longs for. To listen within is to bring love home.

What could be more powerful than to become a good listener — for others, for the world, for oneself?
What could be more loving than to truly hear?