Can you sit with me and judge me not?
Can you listen without interpreting, to help me find my own answers without giving me yours?
Can you hold space for my grief, my anger, my fear without going into yours?
Can you gently bring me back to my centre when my ego is overindulging in its illusion, its fear?
Can you see me for who I am and not for who you want me to be?
Do you fear not my illness, my weakness, my darkness not even my death?
Only then can you help me heal.
Only then is your love unconditional because you truly love yourself also.