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Watching Mr. Rogers, as one does on a Tuesday night. There’s something beautiful about this scene to me. Prince Tuesday is feeling dejected, since he can’t learn to fly. Eileen, in comfort, says: https://t.co/9igrD1t7ep
“You know, Tuesday… I think we should have a picnic and talk about some things.” “Well… I don’t feel like a picnic.” “Well, I do, and I’ll just… go to the kitchen, and bring some things, and if you’re here when you get back, we can eat together.” [looks down] “We’ll see…” https://t.co/m1ryNUxoYg
“Peanut butter and jelly?” [looks up] “Ohh?” [quick] “See you!” https://t.co/pQhejGiwQ3
There’s something about listening, and comforting somebody. Everyone’s comfort language is different. There’s a list I have here. https://t.co/0zepfSrXPb
When we’re dejected, we might not feel like getting better. We don’t want to talk. We don’t want to play. We don’t want to laugh. We don’t want to cry. Sometimes we just want smn to just sort of exist there, and be more sure of what to do than even we are until we are sure.
Eileen is responsive, yet firm. She invites, and makes space for people to be able to say, “I don’t really feel like it,” while not saying “I definitely don’t want to do it, go away.” She allows a kind of statement we wish we could make when we are feeling dejected. https://t.co/bERs7LGbdm
The Rabbit Listened. https://t.co/zMti6Kaygg
