see Passageway through the Barriers © 2015 Bo Mackison
https://www.thephysicaltherapyadvisor.com/2024/09/18/eaciqetu5n This is the twelfth post–a sort of post-script–in The Barrier Series, a series of posts which chronicle my healing journey. I wrote the initial series in 2013 and updated several posts in the fall of 2014.
https://www.parolacce.org/2024/09/18/qjokayxg4h I wasn’t sure if/when there would be a twelfth post. I felt I was in-the-midst after I published the eleventh post, that there was more to write. Yet as much as I worked on the twelfth post I was unable to find the right words. A wise friend suggested I wait, and if it was to be, eventually I would find the right words. This post is the result of that wait.
see url I continue to walk on the journey of healing, the road remains, both the same and different. I gratefully share with you Loosening the Barriers Within, The Postscript.
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~ Mizuki Nomura
Loosening the Barriers, Within
go to link Yes, surely there is passage through the barriers
follow site First, a primitive observation,
in the reflection of light a glimpse,
then, a gradual realization
that the grip of self-hatred which dimmed my heart,
insistent and unrelenting, no longer served.
No matter the lesson, how old or well learned
no longer a truth, the acceptance of unworthiness,
no longer the me I had always known – living on the razor’s edge.
https://semnul.com/creative-mathematics/?p=phejtnlu4o A loosening of the grip, so gradual
for a time I stand unsteady and perplexed,
it takes time to trust in reality,
the realization that I am no longer the person I believed I was.
I am not the lies spoken; I am my truth heard.
source link I sit with unaccustomed contentment
and consider the old me, discordant
with the me uncovered, re-discovered.
https://everitte.org/es90okbl In a period of dark, a depression with such depth
I lost hope of returning to the surface.
and drifted in a turbid soup colliding with
gripping emotions, unspeakable memories, unclear thoughts.
source A gift perhaps, this dark unpredictable void,
time expanded and contracted, unaware of clock or calendar.
click here Through the murk, I glimpsed a life delicious with discovery
a life of depth, both reassuring and of concern,
the path uncertain and unknown, of course.
At last I looked through a lens, finally in focus, and recognized
the place I am, must be, need be.
https://traffordhistory.org/lookingback/kwxqap3k Endless possibility sustains the strength to see anew, to redefine beliefs
and cast away the useless, a pure and nascent purge.
Sparked by sacred conversation, seeking the Divine,
my awareness stood on trembling, newly awakened ground.
https://semnul.com/creative-mathematics/?p=mv6wsrthv7 I’m uncertain how the circumstances inter-played
but truth spoke out, in a ferocious din:
click here The less space I allow in my heart, mind and spirit
for thoughts of unworthiness and self-contempt,
for the holding of others’ blame and shame accepting them as mine,
for the belief that I did not deserve life itself,
when those thoughts compressed, new spaces opened.
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for worthiness, self-love,
for the honoring of my path, my story.
Infinite space for the Divine, the holy, the mystical that
exists in me, in every person, in the whole of humankind.
https://marcosgerente.com.br/2txq6u44 And my work and mine alone? First, responsibility for myself,
the work resplendent — self-care, self-love, self-respect.
Work that acknowledges my desires, worthwhile and deserved.
source url How much easier to welcome and acknowledge the Divine in me
when I shove the shit out and make room.
https://trevabrandonscharf.com/c5ukz88fdss There is a deep connectedness to each of us in our solitude,
connection that offers life, not simply to survive but to flourish
in the experiences of both the
everyday and the glorious — the two, indistinguishable.
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https://www.drcarolineedwards.com/2024/09/18/m3tbhuw7m I experienced these truths, your beautiful words, and am grateful that you shared them here. “There is a deep connectedness to each of us in our solitude”. Yes. Oh my yes.