The day: Sun shining; Vibrancy surrounds.
Within me; a deep gloom, blocking the sun. Torturous thoughts, my demons, gnawing at my sanity and casting flesh to past buried bones. Taunting me with the sad memories of my distant childhood. This occurrence was not unusual in my life, and every time it happened I’d be furious with myself for allowing it to have so much power over me. “Why can’t I just let it go? It’s not happening anymore”. Is what I’d say to myself. But, something was different this time. I felt a call to dive in to this darkness- not to run away from the uncomfortable emotions but to be present for them. So, I invited the demon in. I sat with her, I listened as she told me her story, and why she was in so much pain- of the abuses she endured. The more I listened with compassion and love, the more she’d transform. I wiped her tears and caressed her hair. I told her that it wasn’t her fault, that she was safe now. I felt her rumblings calm into the warmth of the day, the light revealing to me what was not a demon at all, but a scared little girl- In need of the care and protection her parents failed to provide. And, from then on, that’s what I gave her.