"I found power in accepting the truth of who I am.
It may not be a truth that others can accept, but I
cannot live any other way."
Alison Goodman
As the rain gently falls, I slowly swing on the porch. I can almost hear my flowers slurping up the much needed water. I stick my feet up on the porch railing and enjoy the soft drops of rain trickling down my feet. My spirit fills with a full sense of self. I know who I am, and all is right with the world.
There are times I find it difficult to stop being who I used to be. My inner voice gives me permission to shed the options I no longer need. This opens spaces within to be accented with a deeper way of nurturing the self or tools new to me. I am comfortable in my own skin, and I allow leniency to those who won't understand.
It is exhausting to present a false self to others, and it is severely damaging to hide from our lovely self. If we lie to ourselves and ignore personal truth, we eventually become overwhelmed by darkness. We will have distanced ourselves to the point of emotional, physical and spiritual isolation. We won't even feel the rain.
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