For whatever reason, I’ve tended to avoid prompts that have asked me to “fill in the blank” with a feeling or whatever it might be. I think it might be because I would feel disingenuous. I know what the right answer is. The right answers are usually “free, liberated, at peace, fulfilled” or some other self-actualized adjective.
The truth is, I don’t believe in the whole visualization strategies that many people will advise. And even now, when those who read this might be visualizing throwing stones at me, it won’t matter because I don’t believe those stones exist.
I know exactly what I need to do in order to let go of insecurities and old hurts. I know what steps I need to take and to whom I need to speak with. I am able to articulate the words my heart and mind need to hear. I simply choose not to do so. I am a woman of action and I am not ready to do those things yet. Filling a word on a line isn’t going to make inferiorities go away any faster than keeping a list of them in the first place.
I let go of the balloons one at a time when I am ready to see them dance upon the wind.
Prompted by: “If I were to let go of my internal record-keeping, the laundry list of all that I’ve done wrong, and all the places in which I feel inferior, sub-par, or less-than, I would feel ______.” by Ronna Detrick for A Year With Myself
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that makes 3 of us. there are always the right answers, but that is all they are. answers. the truth is a whole 'nuther animal.
I am with you on this. And that last line… pure magic.
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