A Love Letter to the Tender Evolutionaries
For those transforming the world from the inside out…
by EILEEN WORKMAN
appreciation to Ron Kertzner for sharing with us
To you, the tender ones. The ones who still believe in love, even when the world calls that foolish. The ones who feel too much, too deeply, and wonder if that’s a flaw.
The ones who keep soft hearts in sharp-edged times. I see you. I feel you. And I want you to know: you are not alone.
You are not weak for trembling in the face of cruelty. You are not naïve for hoping when the sky darkens. You are not failing because you cannot fix it all.
You are part of something ancient and emergent: a slow, deep evolution of consciousness that transcends the need for violent revolution.
You are part of the sacred turning. While others clamor for dominance, you are learning to listen.
While others double down on control, you are opening to communion.
While others seek safety through separation, you are remembering the truth of our interbeing.
This path is not glamorous. It is not televised. It is not rewarded by the systems we are here to outgrow. It is internal. Subtle. Relational. Often invisible.
And yet—it is real. Every time you choose presence over projection, curiosity over judgment, compassion over vengeance, you are participating in the only revolution that has ever actually worked: the one that begins inside the human heart.
Let the old world rage. Let it rattle. Let it cling to its illusions of power. That is what dying paradigms do.
But you? You are part of the living future. You are helping it take shape, breath by breath, soul by soul. And I know, it’s exhausting. To feel it all. To walk in truth without armor. To hold space for healing while so many still choose harm.
But you are not here to fight harder. You are here to become freer.
You are not here to conquer the old world, but to no longer be ruled by it.
You are not here to silence the oppressor, but to make oppression obsolete through the gentle, radical embodiment of wholeness.
So stay close to your knowing. Tend it like a sacred fire.
Gather with others who can feel, hear, and remember the same music you can hear beneath the noise.
And when life feels too heavy to hold, remember too: You are not doing this alone. You never were. The field is shifting. The veil is thinning. The tender evolution is already underway.
And you—you beautiful, weary, radiant soul— are an integral aspect of it. On purpose, here and now. Lit from within by the power of love. Always and forever unquenchable.
The light in me embraces the light in you.