I have long held the personal mantra that "if it won't be on my headstone, it does not define me." It has been 40 years in the making and I've forgotten it many times along the way, but I do my best to live that truth.
As I worked to integrate these painful emotions, an amazing thing happened. I began to slowly relax into my body and make friends with my crooked little self.
We are the electric life force that traverses the universe. We are the magic we silently yearn for but don't dare to embrace fully, always... because we've been taught by the ancient, ongoing ping-pong of society and media to desire what they tell us... because we've been conditioned to be afraid to speak up and stand out.