Yes, it is true. Whatever we say it is it is…
But my rawness collected things. My wet weeping wounds made my heart larger and caused another kind of break to occur. I broke from a hard scared smallness to a new kind of self. A self that reflects and records and creates – creates light in the light of great support and with great joy. I am not sure how the story will end, but I know I am it’s author.
The facts, in our storymaking are negotiable. The Truths are not. The Truths go on being true whether we believe them or not. The non-negotiables are not meant to stymie or cripple us. They are our grounding. They allow us to fly!
So keep telling your story as best you can. Let it unfold cautiously or chaotically or whimsically – it is your call! It is always your call. Just remember that facts are not always Truths.
Does this make sense?
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