Broken Pot

I am meeting my inner child/soul aspects/ in a new and transformational way: truly honoring her for holding on to the pain for all these years, until I am finally willing and able to truly feel the feelings and let them go. I see the bravery it has taken, the courage, the stamina – and I experience her release when she at least is not judged and labeled for being “wrong, clumsy, stupid, at fault…”

The moment where I fully can sense the connection with these aspects feel like coming fully alive. And then I notice how they feel when they at last is heard and seen without judgment – on the contrary: I honor them deeply for holding on to this until I am ready to see it.

When they are honored, they are free – now they can feel it all, and I can be the Observer, from that wise and loving place called Self

Sometimes I feel what they feel, sometimes I just see a clear inner movie where they feel safe enough to feel

It feels like blessings, anyway –

And Kit told me the parable of the broken pot – which illustrates it so beautifully. Here are two versions

one more:

1 Comment (+add yours?)

  1. Mona Gustafson Affinito
    Aug 25, 2016 @ 16:08:18

    Lovely! Thanks.

    Reply

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