I'd say I have come pretty far along my self healing journey, which ultimately lead me to my spiritual journey. reflecting back into my darkest hours, searching for the light, the answers and never quite reaching the light, I was giving up slowly, on myself. Not being a professional therapist, I traveled a road of doing the inner work on my own, utilizing tools that life was offering all around me as resources to guide me along healing. This ultimately lead me to realizing the light I was seeking, was always right there inside of me. I just couldn't see this until I unveiled the masks I placed upon me, shielding me from the traumas of my childhood, which only grew heavier as I grew older, because I wasn't ever ready to do the inner work, the shadow work, of feeling all my pains and insecurities, because it would leave me so naked to my own truths; that I had no self worth or self love. I yearned to just be home. But what was home? My life was upside down, inside out as I unraveled my beautiful darkness and allowed my light to radiate through.
Disclaimer: I am not a professional and am just a woman sharing her journey of healing and self love.
