“We’ve all been wounded in the war. We are allowed to come out and find our healing and design a life of peace. You’re not captive in a world of combat anymore, and you are worthy to take your place in its field of fresh kindnesses…”
There is more for you than what never showed up. More than what never came to be. More than what couldn’t transpire or find a way to work out, and it’s formed like healing and in the shape of possibility. Let down by family or parents, past dreams and expectations. Put off by relationships, romances, careers and ideations. There’s another path to explore and alternate routes to travel. There’s a tribe meant to welcome, with encouragements to fuel you. There are hearts that want to hold you, and kindnesses that long to see you through. There are other ways to meet with love, as kinships waiting in the wings. There are fresh fields to run in and warm pools to swim. Hold on bright child, there is more than what never appeared.
For me, there is a message in the words there is more. A message that isn’t suggesting I begin believing in what cannot ever happen. It isn’t implying I will financially gain. It’s not saying people in my past will treat me better, or painful memories will vanish, or that romance will be the sole solution for certain aches inside my heart, or that I’ll wade in boundless pools of luxurious bliss.
So when I tell you there is more, I’m saying there is something else waiting in the wings, perhaps not entirely active yet, but ready for me to lay claim to and willing to be secured. I believe there is something other than what had been confining or being withheld from you or me, and it’s meant to unlatch a window and set our spirit free.
There is more is a different way of being which offers compassion for yourself. It’s an alternate approach to seeing and moving through life after breathing the air of a parched existence, deprived of what every human needs to feel loved and safe.
It’s saying the prison you were forced to enter hasn’t been locked without a key.
It’s telling you the hardship you grew up with doesn’t have to set the tone for the rest of your days.
It’s reminding you that your parents aren’t the ones who own the final say as to how you’ll go on living.
It means the environment you were bullied in won’t be a part of your support team of friends; or the religion that felt like it was controlling you with guilt tactics doesn’t get to become the determiner of your ultimate fate.
And the relationship that was tumultuous will not be the template for connections going forward.
It says the nurturing you didn’t have access to is a blessing you can give to your wounded child through forging caring, healthy dynamics.
It means the time you weren’t allowed to express yourself has expired, and now you can delve into past feelings to make sense of them.
It’s announcing a new chance for growth after old harmful habits have respired their last sputtering breaths.
And it’s reminding you…
We’ve all been wounded in the war. We are allowed to come out and find our healing and design a haven of peace. It’s proclaiming you are not captive in a world of combat anymore— and you are worthy to take your place in its field of fresh kindnesses.
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With love, care and kindness,
Susan
Thank you for your reassurances. I have been wondering if this is it. I will close my eyes and dream of more 💖
Your Optimism constantly amazes me.