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<blockquote data-quote="Scent of Cedar *" data-source="post: 680051" data-attributes="member: 17461"><p>Good. Access that strength, now. This is your response to overwhelming pain. To fight. Like the blue dog, Leafy.</p><p></p><p>Sing to her, okay?</p><p></p><p>She is beautiful. Only misunderstood. Like Copa's story of Dolly. With time, and with compassion, Dolly became who she was, all along.</p><p></p><p></p><p></p><p>Do you remember Leafy, that I needed to determine who the liar was. Each of us needed to validate ourselves as adults because as children, each had been taught her own reality was wrong.</p><p></p><p>How crazy is that?!?</p><p></p><p>True, that reality is as we perceive it to be.</p><p></p><p>That does not make it any less real to the one perceiving.</p><p></p><p>Your interpretation of events is true for you, Leafy. As mine was, for me. The problem for me was that before I could believe my abuser's interpretation of reality, I needed to believe her interpretation of me. I was little. I was in mortal danger.</p><p></p><p>I believed.</p><p></p><p>And I lived, but the cost was high.</p><p></p><p>My life is worth it to me, Leafy. I am so happy to be alive in my own life that I love. With the sunshine and the warm breezes and etc. I was very brave, and tried to be kind, and that is all I knew.</p><p></p><p>Now, I know better.</p><p></p><p>Now, I save the little girl with the red balloon. Every thing, every smallest thing about her Leafy, is sacred to me.</p><p></p><p>That is why I am not afraid.</p><p></p><p>A huge part of our healing is coming into that sacred space of: Nothing to protect.</p><p></p><p>Therefore, nothing to fear.</p><p></p><p>You are your emotions, Leafy. Energy, for you. Or, let them go, to be energy for someone else who needs your strength.</p><p></p><p>The Universe is generous, like that.</p><p></p><p>As you already know, but somehow, forgot.</p><p></p><p></p><p></p><p>It must have been so scary, Leafy. To know you could not trust them, but to have no one else.</p><p></p><p></p><p></p><p>Once we get to the mountaintop, then we can see.</p><p></p><p>And everything looks very much different than we'd thought.</p><p></p><p>That is because we have never been anywhere before. We have been only what we were allowed to be. We saw only what we were allowed to see.</p><p></p><p>We are learning who the liar was. Not to accuse, but to free ourselves.</p><p></p><p>What happened to us was never okay. It will never be okay. But that is okay. We are strong enough.</p><p></p><p>Climbing the mountain, Leafy.</p><p></p><p>What do you see.</p><p></p><p>Is the little girl with the red balloon in the distance?</p><p></p><p>That is the direction she needs you to go.</p><p></p><p>Where is the blue dog?</p><p></p><p>Shivering.</p><p></p><p>She is still alone, Leafy.</p><p></p><p></p><p></p><p>Love her for the human she is. She too has a path and a purpose.</p><p></p><p>It's a reflecting thing, Leafy.</p><p></p><p>What we send out, we get back.</p><p></p><p>You know this.</p><p></p><p>Cedar</p></blockquote><p></p>
[QUOTE="Scent of Cedar *, post: 680051, member: 17461"] Good. Access that strength, now. This is your response to overwhelming pain. To fight. Like the blue dog, Leafy. Sing to her, okay? She is beautiful. Only misunderstood. Like Copa's story of Dolly. With time, and with compassion, Dolly became who she was, all along. Do you remember Leafy, that I needed to determine who the liar was. Each of us needed to validate ourselves as adults because as children, each had been taught her own reality was wrong. How crazy is that?!? True, that reality is as we perceive it to be. That does not make it any less real to the one perceiving. Your interpretation of events is true for you, Leafy. As mine was, for me. The problem for me was that before I could believe my abuser's interpretation of reality, I needed to believe her interpretation of me. I was little. I was in mortal danger. I believed. And I lived, but the cost was high. My life is worth it to me, Leafy. I am so happy to be alive in my own life that I love. With the sunshine and the warm breezes and etc. I was very brave, and tried to be kind, and that is all I knew. Now, I know better. Now, I save the little girl with the red balloon. Every thing, every smallest thing about her Leafy, is sacred to me. That is why I am not afraid. A huge part of our healing is coming into that sacred space of: Nothing to protect. Therefore, nothing to fear. You are your emotions, Leafy. Energy, for you. Or, let them go, to be energy for someone else who needs your strength. The Universe is generous, like that. As you already know, but somehow, forgot. It must have been so scary, Leafy. To know you could not trust them, but to have no one else. Once we get to the mountaintop, then we can see. And everything looks very much different than we'd thought. That is because we have never been anywhere before. We have been only what we were allowed to be. We saw only what we were allowed to see. We are learning who the liar was. Not to accuse, but to free ourselves. What happened to us was never okay. It will never be okay. But that is okay. We are strong enough. Climbing the mountain, Leafy. What do you see. Is the little girl with the red balloon in the distance? That is the direction she needs you to go. Where is the blue dog? Shivering. She is still alone, Leafy. Love her for the human she is. She too has a path and a purpose. It's a reflecting thing, Leafy. What we send out, we get back. You know this. Cedar [/QUOTE]
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