Wide open...


 

I have been, mainly, talking about past traumas in therapy. Figuring out how to get to those repressed & oppressed experiences, feelings, emotions. Realities and memories.

My heart has been wide open. Exposed. Vulnerable. Scared.

My emotions have been extremely raw. But I am allowing them to show up, as they are. 

"When we steel ourselves for battle, our focus narrows and we can cut out as much as what we need as what we fear."

"When we need it most, it is nearly impossible to see ourselves with compassion from the slit of a narrowed mind all tensed for battle."







                                  


Paty ♥

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