BRUSHING OFF THE WISPS OF THE PAST

When the echoes of the past whisper in my head it is sometimes difficult to remain grounded in the present.  These disempowering, negative voices used to ring through my consciousness regularly and consistently as church steeple bells.  Telling me I’m not good enough, I’m a failure, people can’t be trusted, just give up; pulling me powerfully into depression, anxiety, and despair.  Today, these murmurings inside are like mere wisps of air that usually blow away easily dissolving into nothingness and barely measuring on the radar of my awareness. 

However, occasionally they surprise me and show up with a bit more substance and menace.  I will remember, during these times, the arsenal of truth that resides securely within me.  Affirmation of my worth and value, reinforcing my right to be and reminding me that I am not alone.  I am filled with resiliency, courage and compassion anchored deeply within.  The old, tired tendrils of the past are no match for the power and strength that dwells in me now.   I move into this day ready to face it as it unfolds.