The Sun

There was a time not long ago that I believed telling the full story of the occurrences in my life were necessary. And although I still believe the absolute truth is the only way a persons heart and soul can achieve healing in its highest form is necessary.. I have adjusted my thinking.  

Our truth is powerful and holds deep rooted emotions. I've come to realize that the story that I've continued to tell myself is no longer the most important part.. It is the feelings that have formed; the after..  It is in the storm that I mustn't fight to stand up. It is in the blow I must fall with the wind.. I must bow down and accept. I must kiss the floor in my bare feet, naked and free. 

If the pain did not kill me then, well it is absolutely not going to kill me now. It is in my bareness, my vulnerable soul I can say for I am not weak for falling down. I am a warrior. I bleed openly and willingly towards my path.

I bleed. 

I inhale. 

I exhale. 

I will not carry you with me anymore. 

I leave you here with love and gratitude. 

Lessons learned and tornadoes created.. I leave you in your storm; the sun, the sweet sweet Sun is calling me in. 

Written by Marisol Graciela