Transforming Me

I write backwards. It’s much easier for me to write the outline after the ideas have flowed and the words have arranged themselves. Could I grieve backwards, too? I’ve waded through sorrow following an inner guide, and now I’m organizing the healing, logically, through theory and knowledge. Of course I believe my way is how it’s supposed to be for me.

This profound process is at times too uncomfortable for my body where all the emotion gets expressed, and I have to take a break. And then I remember how it is also peeling away the layers of all that I have carried for myself and others, and I realize how I have been becoming lighter and lighter.

When I feel ready, I return. So much healing has taken place, but there is more work to be done and more rich, vibrant dazzling wholeness to be claimed. I begin to believe that everything I have been longing for and have always deserved is already moving toward me. I am well on my way to meeting it, recognizing and embracing it, for I will first see all of it in myself.💖✨