“If you were writing a love poem to one part of yourself you haven’t learned to love yet, what would it be?”
As of the time I write this, she has 125 incredible responses…
“My inability to love who I used to be.”
“Inability to beat my addiction.”
So much of the work that I do is finding ways to heal. There is so much hurt wrapped up in the power, privilege, and oppression upon which our society is structured. The pain is written in our bodies and on our souls.
The only way to move past this hurt is to find that space for self love.
This week’s post is a challenge to my readers. Answer Andrea’s question with a poem of your own in the comments, 10 lines or less. Have the courage to begin loving that part of you that you do not love . . . and begin with a poem.
Here’s my poem:
You’ve been a part of my life for a long, long time.
Perhaps too long . . .
But my hating you doesn’t bring us any closer to healing.
And I know that I cannot find peace with you
Until I find peace with the hurt that created you.
So little Jamie . . . know this:
Someone should have protected you.
Someone should have shielded you.
But they didn’t.
So forgive yourself…
Let this be a testament to healing . . . to love.