A letter to my heart….
I have sucked it up and squashed my voice over the years.
I thought I was strong enough to take it
I didn’t need to say what was on my heart
For wasn’t it my responsibilty for what I felt, what I created?
The thing I didn’t realize is this:
As I squashed my voice, I squashed my heart
I became strong, but also frozen
Carrying things in my body
Hidden beneath the surface
So no one could see, even myself
As I continue to release the mind and listen to the body
As I continue to re-awaken parts I had lost
I realize that my heart has been deeply hurt
Not from the other, but from me…
Neglecting my voice, my desires, and my care
So here I am, My heart rising up
My heart saying I am here, I am alive and I want to live
And I say “go for it”
Have a voice, be free
And I will be here to catch you when you fall