This saying is so powerful for me.
From a small age, through the actions and lack of actions of others, I learned my worth was not automatic. Not unconditional. I’ve been working on healing that piece of me.
I thought I’d found the beginning. The source of that hurt. Of that belief. Understanding (or so I thought) where certain habitual behaviors stem from. Knowing they no longer serve me.
Blaming all of it on my dad was easy. It meant I didn’t have to keep looking inside. I was wrong. One day during a 5 day intensive retreat sitting alone at lunch the tears began to roll gently down my cheeks. I, initially tried to control it. Not allowing myself to feel the tears. Not listening to the scars.
An inner voice reminded me, “Deanna, this is why you are here, at this Yoga, Action and Purpose Intensive Workshop. Let it be. Sit and listen closely with compassion.” So I did. Giving myself permission to let the emotions be what they want to be in the moment. Allowing myself to fully feel and hear what was being said.
I’m thankful for that little voice inside. I’m thankful to the pain for opening the door to healing another piece of me. There are always places in your heart that need healing. That call for love and kindness. There is always more learning. Other ways to grow. New ground to cover in the wilderness of your heart.
All in the name of your un-apologetically authentic you.