When I write the words that no-one could hear, I get to explore everything that got stuffed down inside through those experiences of being invalidated or ignored.
Not as a victim; as an adventurer... "Who am I, that I've forgotten I am?"
As I listen deeply to myself through these writing explorations, I set myself free. To be. To see. To bring to the surface new awareness of what is truly possible and who I can be.
I engage with the voice within that truly hears me. We write to each other, exploring the known and the unknown, and together we emerge into new ways of creating and being.
In deeply listening to these written words with tenderness and openness, old habits fall away, like the raincoat no longer needed once the sun begins to shine.
The lies and the pretences dissipate, replaced with a strength and vulnerability that plant seeds of infinite growth.
Give the voice within the expression it is seeking, and you will move from seeking external validation from people who cannot give it, to seeding creative possibilities that you can trust and enjoy.