What It Means To Be Met
Dear friend,
There is a moment in every life — usually quiet, often inconvenient — when you realize you have spent years being present for everyone else while very few have ever truly turned toward you.
After acknowledging how many of us keep showing up without being met in last week’s letter, this week’s letter is about honoring the deeper truth:
Being met is not a luxury, but a universal human need your body refuses to forget.
Not the version of you who is useful. Not the version of you who is inspiring or grounded or generous. Not the version of you they admire for how much you can hold.
But you.
The you who aches.
The you who hopes.
The you who wants.
The you who sits awake at night wondering why the ones you show up for can’t always meet you on the same sacred ground.
And if you’re honest, you have learned to make peace with it.
You’ve told yourself it’s fine. You’re strong. You’ll adapt.
You have learned to ration your hope so you don’t feel foolish for wanting what you’ve always given so freely.
But please hear me:
Wanting to be met is not a weakness.
It is not asking too much.
It is not a character flaw or emotional immaturity.
Wanting to be met is evidence that you are still human, still connected to your own aliveness, still able to feel the pulse beneath your ribs that whispers: I was made for reciprocity.
You were not designed to live on emotional leftovers.
You were not meant to offer your presence without ever being held in return. You were not meant to carry the weight of unspoken yearning in a world that keeps telling you that self-abandonment is noble.
Being met is one of our earliest human needs — and one of our last surviving longings. And here is the hardest truth of all:
Most people do not fail to meet you because of you.
They fail because they cannot meet themselves.
Your depth reminds them of what they’ve avoided.
Your tenderness threatens the armor they’ve spent decades building. Your truth lights a fire under every part of them still hiding in the dark.
So they step back. They go quiet. They change the subject.
They pull away just enough so they don’t have to feel the intensity of what’s real — the intensity of you.
But please listen, love: Your depth is not the problem.
Their distance is not a verdict on your worth. And the ache you feel when someone cannot meet you is not a sign that you’re too much — it is a sign that you are waking up.
Being met is not about someone agreeing with you.
It is not about perfect understanding. It is not even about emotional symmetry.
Being met is this:
Someone’s nervous system softening at the sight of you.
Someone staying present when the truth gets close.
Someone choosing to remain in the room with your tenderness instead of retreating to their defenses.
Being met is recognition at the bone level.
Being met is reciprocity without performance.
Being met is belonging without distortion.
And I need you to know this:
You are worthy of that kind of reciprocity.
You are worthy of that kind of presence.
You are worthy of being met in the same way you meet others — with depth, devotion, truth, and a body that knows how to stay.
So here is my invitation for you today:
Stop negotiating with your own longing.
Stop shrinking your needs because someone else can’t hold them. Stop calling your ache unreasonable simply because it makes other people uncomfortable.
Your desire to be met is not an inconvenience — it is a compass. Follow it. Honor it.
Let it lead you toward the relationships that are capable of meeting you, not just admiring you.
Let it lead you toward the life where you no longer have to apologize for your depth.
Because the truth is this:
You are not asking for too much.
You are simply asking the wrong people.
(And yes, even if they’re some of your favorite people.)
And when you finally stand in the presence of someone who can meet you — without flinching, without fear, without pulling back — you will understand why your body never stopped longing for it.
You will understand that everything in you was right all along.
Onward in courage,
Practice Postscript
The Reflection:
Where in your life do you feel unmet right now — not as a judgment, but as an honest truth your body has been whispering?
Name the space. Name the person. Name the part of you tired of being the only one who stays genuinely present.
The Everyday Practice:
Take one gentle breath into the back of your heart — the place that usually leans forward for others.
On the exhale, let it lean back into you.
Into your steadiness. Into your courage. Into the place that has never abandoned you. Repeat until your body feels one degree closer to yourself.
Living in the Question:
“What does being met feel like in my body — and where do I feel it most clearly?”
If you’re longing to be met more deeply — in your truth, your body, your becoming — you can book an Intuitive Nudge session with me.
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