imagine what is possible

What if…

  • we stopped our complaining, sharing stories that appeal to our wounded selves, our emotional triggers;
  • we paused instead and asked ourselves what is happening within us;
  • we realized that an old experience or series of experiences were deeply hurtful, damaging, humiliating, painful and still hurting, and that we are acting out by participating in the sharing of grievances;
  • we chose to honor and acknowledge the experience from the perspective of our adult selves – embracing the wounded child, teen or young adult who suffered the hurtful, damaging, humiliating, painful experience(s);
  • we told our inner child that he/she is no longer alone in that pain and is deeply loved, accepted and held by our adult selves?

 

Perhaps then…

  • another part of our hearts, previously walled off for protection, opens to others who’ve suffered similar hurts, and are still holding onto wounds;
  • we have energy to put toward a more caring and compassionate life experience for ourselves – and others;
  • we no longer find it necessary to participate in, spread or otherwise project old wounds; rather we become a place where these negative energies are seen and allowed to pass by;
  • we find within ourselves the true peace that passes all understanding.

 

“Imagine there’s no countries
It isn’t hard to do
Nothing to kill or die for
And no religion too
Imagine all the people
Living life in peace

You may say that I’m a dreamer
But I’m not the only one
I hope someday you’ll join us
And the world will be as one”

John Lennon, Imagine

 

5 thoughts on “imagine what is possible

  • Oh, I had to laugh at myself when I read this, Carrie. It’s a long story, but I realized today that I am reenacting something between my youngest brother and myself, something from childhood, and that we’ve been doing that forever. And while I’d like to say “he started it!” and he would like to “no, she started it!” (just as we did as children), we’re both playing the game, poking at each other. I spent some time in the woods today, having a good chat with that young girl who used to fight with her brother, who is still arguing with him, and we both (my inner child and my older self) feel better about it. I can’t change his behavior, but I can change mine and now that I’ve seen the old drama playing out, I don’t wish to do it anymore. Old patterns often die hard. Hopefully this will be one of the easy ones to release.

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