Are You Being Honest with Yourself?

I’ve been on a deep dive into my inner world for the last few months. I’ve run into sharks and manatees, gasped for air, and nearly drowned, but much is shifting and coming to light.

Much like my clients (and sometimes friends) feel about me, my partner in this crime is the type you love to hate. She roots for me from the bottom of her soul, which means…

She doesn’t put up with my personality’s bullsh*t. My mission is relentless emergence, and that requires being called out. Most recently, that meant dredging up an old and tattered memory in which I felt completely victimized.

Long story short, when I got honest with the part of my personality that was out then, I found an apology was in order. Why?

Because the days of yearning to be seen, heard, recognized, or held were for when I was a child.

And even though my inner world sometimes thinks and feels like a child, my goal is to be a compassionate, kind, caring, and responsible grown-up.

So, without a need for anything in return, I cleaned up my side of the street.

It was received, appreciated, and opened a field of energy around me for closer relationships in general and, hopefully, released a bit of karma, allowing the real me to emerge a smidge more.

The end result of facing your flaws is freedom.