It’s easy to lose a part of yourself as you travel the highways and byways of life.Have you ever felt that way??? Many people do…
May be you’ve let go of a treasured passion like one of my friends.As adult responsibilities edged into her life,she drifted away from the joy of colors.
Perhaps a part of me felt unwelcomed or suppressed as a child.May be I learned to hide a special quality- inquisitiveness,friendliness,spontaneity or some other trait-when it wasn’t honored by those around me.
One day I suddenly woke up to realize that I didn’t recognize who I were.I felt empty.I didn’t even like myself.I felt like running away.I want my real self back,but is that,anyway?
Then again,whole chunks of myself,even my entire soul-can be overwhelming or frightened away by severe shock,trauma,or loss.
Why am I painting all these scenarios?Because I know I’ve lost a part of myself too…
One day looking at a photograph of a child,I couldn’t believe my eyes.Yes that was me many moons back.Questions started to pop into my mind.”What happened to that joy and exuberance? What happened to that little boy? Who am I really?”
Trauma has altered my life dramatically.Not just one but several.But I’m a survivor.I managed.I kept going,never realizing I had lost a part of myself along the way.
But then that photo got me wondering,”Who am i really??”It started a bountiful process of exploration and deep healing that is still underway.
I may have lost a part of myself,but I’m calling her back.I’m reclaiming all the lost joy,exuberance,confidence,power and dignity,any and all the parts that were lost..
Whatever I have had lost,I can get it too..
I know its impossible to change history.But we can rediscover ourselves.We can reclaim our seemingly lost qualities and talents.And even our own very essence,our soul.It is never too late…Like it is said
“Better late than never…” :)
