We Are a Mess

We all started out so differently. Some of us came into a loving two-parent home and love only began to be withheld once we hit puberty or once our attitudes shifted and our parents could no longer deal with the "you just don't understand" drama that we clung to. Some of us were born into horrific and tragic situations like being molested by those that we should have been able to trust; by those that should have been keeping us safe. Some of us were physically and/or emotionally abused by parents who were heavily poisoned throughout their own lives because of their personal traumas and fears.

We all have stories that have supported and created the person that we are today. Some of those stories are so beautiful and empowering and some of those stories hurt way down to the core of our souls. All of these experiences create the perfect messes that we are.

I wrap my brain around the negative experiences by telling myself that while we were in "Heaven, " we told ourselves that we were bad ass. We wanted to be put "back in the game" to learn true hardship so that our souls would grow, but then we get here and we are like, "WTF?" There are usually deep lessons for us, but it usually boils down to the story of, "I am not enough."

What we choose to do with these lessons is what brings us joy or grief. When you can touch, feel - sink into some of the chapters of that story of not being enough, you give yourself permission to let it go and your freedom begins. It is proven that acknowledging the muddy energy within those chapters, something shifts. Stuck emotions are released by acknowledging them, not ignoring them. Keep in mind that once we do this, we must move into the present and stop reliving the past. It's gone. Our lives are happening now, so let's create some magic. Let's take steps to honor our messes and love ourselves for them. They are part of us whether we like it or not, so let's not punish ourselves for them.