Holding shame to release her

I entered my internal world,

found an angry resistant teen by my side

and a sense of heaviness

she didn't want to go anywhere near

and did her best to convince me not to.

I stepped into curiosity,

and took her along with me to explore.

I moved into the heaviness.

I took a breath

and asked "what is this?"

then waited.

Soon I received an answer.

Shame.

Clearly stated.

The teen wanted out.

I told her it's ok and moved forward.

I told shame it's ok,

she's welcome here.

I accept her.

I forgive her.

I forgive her.

I forgive her.

Repeated until she believed it.

She became smaller.

I thanked her,

expressing gratitude for all my past,

for all that brought me to where I am now.

She faded away.

Then I turned to the teen.

I turned towards resistance and anger.

I turned towards the fear that was intertwined there.

I wrapped her in my arms

and told her it's ok.

I thanked her for keeping me safe.

I welcomed her into the whole.

I told her she can rest now,

I've got this

and she relaxed into the embrace,

becoming one with me.