Don’t Tell Me - a reflection on spiritual direction
by Julie Elliot
Don’t tell me I shouldn’t be bothered by this.
I should let it go and move on. Don’t
tell me it doesn’t matter. I should
get a good night’s sleep,
eat better, get more exercise. Don’t think about it
and it will go away.
I’m angry and disappointed. I feel
it in my chest – a tightness – maybe
an ache and a longing. I can’t be sure
because you keep telling me to feel differently.
Be a bigger person – more
accepting – more understanding
more loving.
Just be more.
But I am this. This anger. This disappointment,
and as I let it be here
I see and feel and know it
in my body
and in my embrace, anger softens
disappointment opens onto a vast field of surprising
possibilities
I hold it all, tenderly, gently – saying yes
yes, you can be here.
Don’t tell me I should be different than this moment. And of course
I’m talking to myself.
I wrote this poem several months ago and share it today in response to a question I’m hearing a lot lately: What is spiritual direction? The poem wasn’t written to answer that question but I believe it illuminates something of what spiritual accompaniment is about.
Something powerful can happen when we trust our spiritual director to hear whatever we want to say. I know this from experience. As I speak my truth, my director asks questions to help me go deeper. I experience a shift into something new. Sometimes it’s an insight or new perspective. Sometimes it’s relief and peace. Other times I don’t know what’s changed but with Spirit accompanying us, I know I’m not the person I was when the conversation began. Grace is available when I know that no one (including myself) is saying I should be different. My spiritual director receives me and my story with love and non- judgement. It’s like saying ‘yes’ to all of my life. That kind of radical acceptance changes me. It makes me more available to myself, others and the world.