Sometimes don’t you wish you could stick your hands into your core and pull your wounds out? Really though. Until we can fully let go of whatever it is that has caused us grief, we will continue to bleed from the scars that we keep covering up with band-aids, over and over and over again.
I haven’t yet found the answer to the healing. Sure, I know that you can make peace, forgive, forget, cover up... whatever you want to call it, but I think there is some more deep diving into thy self that is needed. Maybe the best road to healing is to know and understand freedom. Pehaps, when the heart can feel that it is free, it won’t bother trying to hold onto the wounds that are fighting to stay.
Written on 11.26.17