I listen to a lot of personal growth books and recordings. And then sometimes, when I ‘m not even listening, I have a moment. A healing moment; that may not feel so good at first, but they you are grateful for it. That moment.
…when I cry; then laugh at the story I’ve carried, that was intended to bring shame to others but was only bringing shame to myself.
…when I realize through our shared humanity that I am just like those people that my story intended to shame. When I realize that they are just as deserving of love and acceptance as I am and I am the one to give that to them.
…when I cry, not because I’m sad, but because I’m healing, letting go of what I didn’t even realize I was holding on to.
…when I realize that it takes tears to let go of that shame story.
…when I cry but feel really good because in naming my shame story, even to myself, I can let it go.
…when I realize that even sharing that I have a shame story can empower someone else to name and then let go of theirs.
We all have a shame story but we don’t have to live with it. You don’t have to share the sordid details. You do have to be open and honest with yourself, invite in those hard emotions and sit, cry or walk with them until they subside. Your Creator has given you to the power to be an overcomer.
Here’s to our communal healing, our #EnjoyingBeing.