A dear friend recently left me a voicenote and said, “I’m not sure how to say this in English, but something happened this week that created sparkles? I noticed some sparkles this week…”
She went on to describe something that had triggered or bothered her that week, but I fell in love with the way she said it. You see, I’ve grown a bit tired of the word “triggers” as it can have such a negative connotation. They are called triggers because they hit upon a wound or vulnerable part, and yes, they aren’t always pleasant, but they aren’t “bad things.” To notice them is actually a gift, a beautiful doorway to explore the root of what is bothering us, to see what parts of us need love, to transmute them - with greater freedom waiting on the other side.
So sparkles feels so much more apt. How beautiful to view it as sparkles because those are the places that need the light, need love poured in, or perhaps sparkled in!
Later that same week, she mentioned that she had a “bump,” again referring to something unpleasant that had occurred, and again I loved the language of it.
It gave me a visual of a little child. And it’s so apt because that is, in fact, what is happening: we get bumps and bruises in life, the energetics of our inner child at the forefront, calling for our attention.
And so I am loving and adopting this terminology.
To life’s bumps & sparkles, may we see the bumps and bruises with a bit more tenderness, a bit more love, a bit more play.
And to embracing feeling the whole spectrum of this human existence and finding just a bit more humor in life’s bumps and sparkles. It’s all part of the game after all - to fall and get back up, like little kids, playing and exploring. 💜
