Old Wounds. We all have them. They are the demons that haunt us. The skeletons in our closets. The little voice in the back of our heads that insists on reminding us of all our faults at the most inopportune times.
How do we truly heal them? To unequivocally release those wounds in order to return to our true selves. And even more poignant--what if those wounds are actually the catalyst that allows us to become our true selves?
I've been asking myself these questions since the new moon in Cancer around mid-July. I was feeling the crushing weight of old wounds still festering. As we approach new moon in August, and recently experienced the first harvest of Lammas, I've felt huge shifts in my life. As soon as I started facing the old wounds, acknowledging them, and feeling some gratitude for how they transformed me, I felt them begin to heal...to disappear...to not matter so much anymore.
An intention I've been holding close lately in my practices and daily life, is to remove blockages and to manifest energies that allow the return to my true self. Sometimes I feel like she gets a little lost; when I put on too many different hats, try to do too much, or get worn out. But I know she's in there. I know she can still shine. I mean its not easy, but its an intention. Go big or go home, right?
But once I began to feel some gratitude as to how the wounds served a purpose, no matter how painful, and how they made me a stronger and more resilient person, their power over my psyche has begun to fade. I'm a work in progress. Aren't we all? Healing is a spiral. Sometimes we feel like we are back at square one, but we never really are. We've always moved forward in time and space, and even though familiar issues and patterns arise, we've still made headway. We are NEVER starting over in our healing process. Keep that in mind when you feel hopeless. And keep yourself open, no matter what, because you never know when those huge shifts and transformations are just going to appear out of the ether. Because they do.