Over the years, I slowly liberated myself: I came out, discovered my neurodivergence, untethered myself from harm and created boundaries…
But even after a near decade of therapy & healing, I wasn’t able to feel safe inside myself or tell my truth.
I was riddled with shame, trying desperately to fix & improve myself.
Despite being out, queer and in love, I watched these shame-based “fixing” patterns slowly implode the life & relationship I thought I wanted.
It took this all time low to show me the depths of shame that were keeping heart closed, my Essence hidden & much muchness tamed.
Soon after my painful breakup, I was invited to an intimate ritual with dancing & the claiming of my heart’s desire. It was just the medicine my broken, closed heart needed.
Feeling safe to be seen totally nude, stripped down to my truth, dancing in desire & celebrated in my muchness changed me.
My heart began to reawaken as shame melted.
I became enamored with the well of my own Sacred Heart, & obsessed with removing the layers of shame that kept my best parts hidden away under a protective mask.
I fantasized about sitting in circle with fellow women, queer & neurodivergent folks, worshiping life together. We would be dancing, celebrating one another and living the goodness; expressing our innocence boldly.
I devoted myself to living this into being privately, in the FORTRESS of my own heart & life.
I began to see that orienting myself to the life I desired: one of goodness, ease and liberation.
I began to grieve as layers of shame melted away.
In shame’s place, vitality, tenderness, connection and goodness emerged.
Where once there was gaslighting and abuse– now clarity and Truth.
Where once, shame and humiliation– now liberation and self-expression.
Where once, loneliness– now intimacy and communion.
Where once, stuckness and fear– now I’m dancing with life.
Where once, diminishment and masking– now safety being my Full Self.
Where once, fragmentation– now there is wholeness.
Where once, codependency– now I belong to myself so I can belong with you.
Of course the path wasn’t easy…
I had to learn how to:
be the guardian of all this emerging goodness.
feel competent in my power, wielding & protecting my Truth.
honor my heart as sacred and good.
cultivate a community safe enough to hold and celebrate my muchness.
give myself permission to shine.
express my grief & anger over all I lost.
be the adult I was still waiting for to come save me.
see myself clearly, no matter what others think.
let my body go at her own pace & stop overriding her.
It took time.
It took support.
It took (the right) community.
This is not work that can be done quickly, alone, by reading a book or doing a self-healing course.
Shame Alchemy requires us to take the doable risk of healing in relationship.