Dear courageous friends,
I have some insight to offer that I wish I would’ve received.
If you’re being called to review your past, to unfold some layers, and check in with your younger self, please know that it’s going to hurt. I would proceed with caution if you’re not ready for expansive growth.
If you’ve convinced yourself that old wounds have healed over and scarred up, be prepared to find out otherwise.
If you’re not ready to see your body change as tension is released and trauma is exposed, then think again.
If you’re not ready to feel the weight of grief as you pass through daunting memories, then pause.
If you’re not ready to learn about your own toxic traits, your learned behavior patterns, and disorders/diagnosis that you’ve picked up along the way, then hold off.
And I’m not saying this to scare you.
I’m not saying this to push you away from your own personal growth.
I’m saying this, because I think it’s fair to receive a warning for just how big of a moment this is.
The dropping of a mask, and the viewing of self is locking eyes in the mirror and saying I am not going to run this time, and I think this is one of the hardest things that a human can do in their lifetime.
Aside from chronic illnesses or giving birth or breaking bones or anything that harms or hurts the physical body, when you move into healing the emotional and psychological body, it’s a whole different experience of discomfort and pain.
Though I would have likely scoffed at the warning, there would have been comfort in knowing that others have been here before.
Perhaps I would have been able to soften the grasp of anger with the softness of solidarity, because it’s really easy to slip into the mindset of being damaged beyond repair.
We build walls to avoid this truth; the truth of asking yourself hard questions, the truth of answering those hard questions, the truth of being honest to yourself about how things have played out in your life. And not necessarily the way past events played out, but just the fact of acceptance… taking ownership to events in your life and offering self-validation with space to process and grieve. Honoring that this is where we are now, this is where we meet ourselves and begin again.
So, if this resonated with you, if you felt like you needed to hear this, if this even made you uncomfortable or angry, then good luck to you on your journey within because it’s been the most beautiful, chaotic, heartbreaking, and deeply divine experience that I could have ever asked for, and I have only scratched the surface.
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