Writing as a Path to Myself
Writing about emotional subjects from my own personal experience requires a certain amount of courage, because more often than not...
Writing about emotional subjects from my own personal experience requires a certain amount of courage, because more often than not...
August this year has been quite emotionally intense. In fact, you could say it began right at the start of the month.
It could be said that I went through one traumatic experience after another during my childhood.
One day, in life's hall of mirrors, I discovered that perhaps part of my life's lesson is to learn humility.
What I have especially noticed over the past few days is that the energetic frequency has been extremely high.
After I worked my last shift at the rehabilitation last week, quite a lot has been going on in my days.
I have personally experienced depression and know from my own experience that it often has roots in emotions that have risen into the surface energy.
It can be a great challenge to keep the heart open when one lives alone, has no partner, children, or animals, and is not engaged in work that nourishes the heart.
In recent times, I have increasingly chosen to go into my emotions as they arise, rather than avoiding them.
There is so much happening in the energy these days that we can hardly avoid sensing it. Emotions that have long been buried are rising to the surface
With each passing day I become more aware of how the people I interact with act as a mirror of my life and an outer reflection of what I carry within.
There comes a time in life when we sense that the wound lying deep within us finally wants to be seen.
Sometimes we bury memories and emotions so deeply that we even try to forget them.
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