Childhood shoes

28.8.24

This part of me which

protects itself by making itself small,

seeks shelter in doubts,

seeks shelter in resistance,

seeks shelter in numbness,

seeks shelter in indifference,

lullabies itself with: “I’m not good enough. I don’t deserve.”

– that part of me needs my attention.

Needs my loving attention.

Needs to be taken care of.

Needs to be re-visited on a daily basis.

Needs to be unpacked like a present.

Needs to feel that it is being unpacked like a present.

Needs to be nourished.

Needs to be nurtured wisely.

Needs to be given over to love.

Needs to be led by the hand towards love, towards trust.

Needs to be said to: “Thank you for protecting me but no, thank you. I’m grown up now. I’ve been looking for a better way to show up in the world.”

Małgo Rosa

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