Linking up with Lisa-Jo Baker for Five Minute Friday. We take five minutes to write and share our raw, unfiltered words on the given prompt. Come join us.
I have this association with lost - lost years, lost love, lost time, lost words. A negative litany dragging me into this downward spiral. There have been losses. Heart-shattering-change-my-life losses. But those aren't the losses I want to write about.
I want to write about the good losses. About losing the lies that have held me back from embracing my words. I am not who I used to be because I am shedding this identity that no longer fits me, an identity that was never meant to be mine in the first place. I'm losing mistrust, shame, guilt, loneliness. Things that held me down, held me back. There is beauty in these losses.
As I meander my way through this year of become I'm seeing the pattern woven amongst the things that call to my heart, the things that are coming alive - they are all things I once thought lost. Things I had given up as lost. They weren't lost, just waiting. Waiting for the stars to align so that I could embrace them and in doing so embrace myself.