It turns out, destiny has a way of redirecting our steps to be on the right path, before we are able to move forward. Doesn’t it feel good, when we hear or read someone else’s story of a trial they were able to make it pass. It gives us a feeling of relief and hope that things will get better.
I ended a past post saying “We all have something we can do, in order to better protect our hearts and guard our love.” I took the time to do just that.
Needs. Deserves. Protects.
I believe there is always a lesson to be learned in disappointment and heartache. We can only learn from those lessons when we actually take the time to reflect on it. To heal from it. These past few weeks, I decided to take time to focus on my heart. To allow myself to feel the emotions and heal from it. Thinking about what it needs, what it deserves, and what I need to protect it from.
Give it a Try:
First: Write three affirmations about yourself.
Then: Write three things you need to guard your heart from. (Whether this is self inflicting pain, a recent disappointment, or negative energy you’ve been feeling.)
Last: Take the time to learn something about your heart, from what you wrote, and go take care of it!
I went back and forth about sharing my story of heartache and guilt not too long ago. I wrote it and edited, edited, edited. It was in the editing process where I came to the realization: I write, first for me. Then, for someone else who may need it too.
“My grace is sufficient for you. For my power is made perfect in your weakness.” -2 Corinthians 12:9
Writing is my therapy and my way of processing. (Besides, I went to school for this minor in writing and I better put my money to use somehow.)
I write this, first for me. Then, for someone else who may be in need of a little encouragement as they are learning how to heal just as I. This process is not easy, but it is necessary. It does not matter if someone feels I am sharing “too much” of myself. I chose to share this vulnerable piece of my life with you all because sometimes we think we’re alone. Sometimes we hold a level a un-forgiveness to ourselves. We don’t speak up about how we feel and we keep it bottled up inside. I firmly believe the trials we go through in life, not only teach us, but is a story to aide someone else. It serves a purpose beyond who we are. It shares HOPE.
Writing is my way of release. A close friend of mine likes to listen to music. What is your way of release?