A Thing Happened Yesterday… And It

A thing happened yesterday… Like to hear it, here it go!

The Power of Safe Spaces for Grief and Growth

I was the person who bought the ticket to be in the room. 

I was the person who who need a safe place to be naked and unashamed.

I was the person with the awkward feeling yet resolve to sit and do the wellness work.

Needless to say the biggest thing that i have been running from was precisely what came to the surface…

They asked the right questions, in the right room, with the right atmosphere.

Im not sure the last time i sat and let tears just run down my face, but it was ok and it was necessary. 

Those tears were honest, honoring a valid hurt that invited me to heal AGAIN. I suppose this time im accepting the invitation. 

Answering the Hard Question: Who Hurt You?

Who hurt you?!? The attempt to answer the questions invites honesyt that we often dont want to own. There's usually an entire fortress built around the hurt because the mind and body have committed never to allow such a thing again. 

Im human like that too. I avoid pain too. Im human just like you. Can you see me, like i see you? 

A thing happened yesterday…

Ghetto but im glad. 

I didnt roll my eyes, I allowed to tears to impede like an immersion plan for my eyeballs. But the water broke in time to wash my face with honesty that i don't often face.

So yeah it was uncomfortably a relief, that served my destiny well in that day and days to come. 

So it was ghetto, and im glad i signed up. 

It definitely feels like a clarion call to grieve, heal and build well again. 

The next challenge starts July 7 but the work starts today. 

If you’re in the boat with me drop a reply in the comments. 

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