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Wisdom Of Wounds
Friday Flow 6/25- A place where I write freely
Sun crept in, and I opened my eyes
Darkness called to me; I wasn’t sure why
I took a deep breath, sat down to write
Surrendering to pain, words of freedom take flight.
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This week I took off from training. After a hard sixteen weeks and running up Mount Washington on Sunday, I chose yoga and mobility work for my movement patterns.
What’s always interesting to me when I stop training hard is realizing where I might have been hiding. Particularly, this week I felt emotions surface that hadn’t come through in a long time. I am doing pretty good, but I felt the hungry shadows of the dark creeping along my skin when I woke up in the early hours of the morning. I felt him whisper words causing my flesh to rise while he looked to feed on my insecurities and limiting beliefs.
I am not immune to the pain I feel. However, we have become allies over the last few years while he sat down beside me every morning I wrote my book. Rather than fight his presence, I have learned that he is always there, burrowed deep within my heart and…
