Release to the Wild
This is the girl who knocked her front tooth out too early and was the only one with divorced parents at school. This little warrior took the world on and swallowed herself in the process.
Now is the time to come out in a new way. Not really out of my shell, cuz I'm pretty out. More like out of my habitual pain stories. I cared for these stories like they were an heirloom gown, and wore them out and about well beyond their season. Everything in me says, don't tell these stories! But I lovingly betray that voice of shame because I'm ready to come out of the fortress I built have guarded for years.
Why now? Because the world needs more of us to come out. To stop being so hard on ourselves and share some of the kindness we bestow on others to restore ourselves.
When I see this picture, I see a little shell of a girl. But here and now, I'm not that shell anymore. I'm full of magic and wild and wisdom and grief. I can touch the universe with my laughter and remember my true home.
Little girl, you are safe. I will hold you. You are home now. I got this for both of us.
I will always hold the essence of all the things that have touched me in my being. But now I have birthed life. I have grown life, I have seen too much death.There are no tight chains or arms holding me, I don't have to break out or cry out like I always thought. I offer gratitude to the deaths, big and small, that offered me more life. I recognize and release you. I release you to the wild.
Now, l will do my best to surrender to the moment and keep my eyes and heart open. I will always move forward, and I will take as many of you with me as I can.
Come on out and share your beauty. Do what you need to do to heal yourself so you can show yourself. The world is waiting for you.