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When It Burns

I was thinking the other day, while hiking around the smoky woods, how it’s a shame there are so many more fires these days, seemingly. Talking to my dad this morning, he reflected some of the same notions.

Courage, Fire, and the Ashes of Shame

For a long time, I was under the impression that I wouldn’t ever feel worthy of a worthy partner in life, if I didn’t make something of myself. To this day, I still don’t quite know what that means, but I know where it came from. We all have some of these weeds in our garden, yeah? What I also know, is that it’s a crippling, spiritual and emotional prison of an idea. I am happy to have burned off a lot of that imbalance, but the scars of shame can run deep, and take time to fully heal.