Introspection — what better way to start a week.
Question: How do you describe peace?
Traversing childhood traumatic experiences leaves my soul wandering sometimes. It is as if it took all the stillness out of my being.
Relearning? Relearn what?
I was never taught anything about stillness. Sure, I had to sit still. I had to be calm for my father, but stillness – internally, you know the thing that peace is made from – yeah, I had none of that.
It has taken my lifetime to unlearn the packages that were left with me from my upbringing. Oh, I ain’t mad at nobody, but my gosh — the wreckage that was left in me has been tremendous.
My soul is challenged when it comes to peace.
As I look back over the course of my life, I see that the deepest times of healing were when I began to rock steady, still my boat, remove habits that disturbed my peace, and chill.
No wonder I ran! The many childhood memories I’ve discovered by slowing down kept my feet moving at a steady pace.
I didn’t think that would happen, but now my legs are a bit more peaceful, my mind a bit more calm, my habits are aligning to goodness, and my heart is much more open.