Yesterday was an anniversary of sorts.
21 years ago, my husband/then boyfriend made a decision that would lead us to a rich life together.
12 years ago I made a decision to seek healing; that is still a bit of work, but many others are on that journey with me. We do not walk it alone.
And last year, I experienced the deepest and most profound heartbreak in my life. That heart has since grown, and the loss I experienced has returned as hope, and it has multiplied. I believe in joyous surprises.
Life is terrifying, and its wounds can feel overwhelming. But when I fall down the rabbit hole with a sense of curiosity, a new world emerges; what I once thought was my enemy, is now my friend.
In the crevices of my nightmares hide the Truth – the enemy is me; her cries are my salvation. When I listen, I hear the call of her need: she doesn’t want to destroy my life, she only wants a blanket, a cookie, and a hug.
And maybe a lullabye.
Thank you for listening.
Much love,
Erliss, the Monkey Whisperer