Like many, my biggest wounding revolved around my parents and upbringing. I didn’t have a rough childhood by any means, and I actually used to have some shame around that as well – ‘if my life wasn’t so hard, what do I have to complain about’ – but I did have experiences, as a young child, that shaped the lens in which I view reality – it’s called life – and that is where the real healing takes place.
I didn’t feel seen or heard by my parents and talking about our emotions was never a big part of our family dynamic. We held in what we felt which created an environment where I didn’t feel safe to express openly how I felt. This effected much of how I interacted with life, especially in my intimate relationships.
Over the last few years, I’ve been able to look deep into those stories and heal. Through many different healing modalities, tools and techniques I’ve been able to process, and see these experiences from a new perspective. This has allowed me to reconnect with my parents in a beautiful way.
In order to heal the world, we must first heal ourselves. I can see the change in my parents, however small, and it inspires me to know that my healing is their healing and their healing is my healing, and, we are all in this together. It all starts from within.