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37It does not look or feel the way I imagined it. Today is a day of deep reflection - seeing the growth, the transformation, stepping into the unknown time and time again. I have changed by leaps and bounds. I have wrestled with my wild woman. I collected my bones. I wept, thrashed, and searched for the song of my soul. I miss the past more then I would like to admit and more than those around would care to understand. At the same time, I'm excited for this next year. I've just begun to uncover this new woman. And, from what I can sense already, Watch Out. The transformation was vast, but unseen to those on the outside - they know me as me. Although it was a quiet transformation, there was a roar that drove me forward. What I have discovered is that my instincts run deep; my innate intuition is what needs to be honored and not feared. What people have called emotional, I call intelligence. I feel to the very core of my being - every cell in my body is sensing and communicating to me and I have stopped being afraid of that. I was once told that I was intuitive and it was at a time in my life that I did not want this gift. I tried denying it which caused me pain, insecurity - I didn't want to get it wrong. How could I have been amongst people who did not value this? Today is a day of celebrating the 36 and dreaming big into 37. It is a day of moving forward, letting go of the old, singing the song over these bones so they can run wild and free. I pray into my life a depth of friendships like I once had, but a newness. I pray for those who will not be afraid of me and who will draw out the truest of my nature, who will call it out alongside me. I need the ones with a vision to thrive; the ones who are willing to sing over my bones when I forget the song. In all honesty, today I grieve the past and the now. I miss those who stood beside me, who once sang over my bones. It's hard not to feel tossed aside waiting for, hoping for, . . . . So, on this day, with joy and sadness, I accept the ashes of my past and I release them into the winds of change.
- Nikki Harrison Practitioner of Life Certified BodyTalk Practitioner |
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