The réalisations in writing this blog have given me back my mother and brought closure to a very disturbing re-occurring dream.
Looking back over our lives we often search for reasons why we did this or that, and sometimes we come across difficult or challenging experiences…
Occasionally we muster the courage, or the will, or even the self-love to ‘go there’ again. To unpack what we remember, to apply our adult knowledge, experience, perspective and understanding to the child we once were who was hurt by the deeds or words of a loved one, which imprisoned us in the lovelessness of our own doubt, self-judgement and denial of our own senses, locking us away under deep layers of self-imposed protection for fear of being hurt further.
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