This morning, I read something that triggered a long-ago memory, causing me to I remember a time when I experienced a deep feeling of security-- each night I would lie in the crook of my former husbands arm before drifting off to sleep; As I felt his heart beating beneath my hand and the whisper of his breath on my cheek, I knew nothing in this world could ever harm me during that time [and it didnt]. I havent replaced that experience nor have t felt that deeply secure in a very, very long while, not since I decided to end my marriage and rebuild my life anew. Little did I realize at the time how very much I treasured that special feeling. . . ah, but that was then; this is now. Having learned the freedom inherent in detachment and letting go, Ive also embraced the lessons of self-love and self-forgiveness -- the key ingredients for me in learning how to feel whole, healthy and, above all, free from struggle and disappointment -- of others, but, mostly, of myself. So, perhaps my lesson this morning is learning to more fully appreciate what I am [and have been] able to do for myself. youtu.be/YEN5gCDOa1w
Posted on: Mon, 16 Jun 2014 13:13:30 +0000
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