We can’t sweep our sad moments under the rug just to pretend that they don’t exist and then heap happy platitudes on top of them.
To heal we must bring them to light. Air them out. Cry. Shout. Do what you need to do. But don’t swallow them.
That’s no way to fix what’s broken. Hiding them away is like putting a plaster on a festering wound. It’s not being courageous to bottle it all up, rather it takes courage to seek resolution.
If you are hurting in any way, seek for a reliable, supportive person to talk to, if you have no one to talk to, free write it all out even if it’s anonymously and send it out there.
Be well.
Jacqueline
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Writing it out is surely cathartic.
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It heals beyond words
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Up the ante and do a ritual burning, releasing the smoke into the ethers 🙂
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Now that’s a great idea.
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I have done it many times. I include a process of forgiveness for self/others, and the intent of releasing the negativity by transmuting fire. Add some nice incense, a candle – make it into a meditation. The process is rich with deep symbolism, purification and it can be deeply healing.
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Great Blog! There are so many hurting people out there that needed to hear your words. You are an inspiration.
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Thank you so much. I see a lot of walking wounded and I believe that so much more can be done with compassion.
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I could not agree with you more! Also, it’s about letting it out for our own sake and not expecting a particular reaction from those we reach out to. It’s simply to unburden our heart and soul.
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Precisely! I think expectations lead to disappointments so we should focus on unburdening ourselves and not on what the other persons reaction should be.
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Your post brings a pressure cooker to mind. My beloved Mother had one that I can still recall whizzing [not too quietly I might add], as it boiled. Open it and allow the rubber ring shoot off and…Need I finish?
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Now you take me back to my mama’s kitchen and her old faithful pressure cooker, I was scared of that thing
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Yep very!
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I think in a society where you are expected to be strong and always happy it is very difficult to share any sadness or sorrow. Most people want somebody to listen but then again who wants to be judged. I tend to write about what bothers me. I tend not to confide in people
I remember years ago at a Women’s Retreat we did write problems on pieces of paper and burn them. It did feel good at that moment but after the retreat most of us were returning to the problems that we were trying to escape. If there was more compassion for people in despair the world would be a better place.
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I think it’s wrong and stretching it for society to expect anyone to be strong and happy always. I truly believe that support groups work and help, unfortunately we don’t have enough of these and compassion dwindles as the days go by.
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Good advice and inspirational.
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Thanks my dear lady 🙂
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Good quote and text. Well written and wise.
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Thank you my fair lady 🙂
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Amen and well received! 🙏🏼😉👣🌍🌴
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Inspiring words! Nice one.
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Thank you
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Your Blog has Made my Day.
Thumbs up!
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