Shift

Early in life, I found you so cruel. There was never a day that you wouldn't pull, tear at my body and poke at my mind, terrorizing me with whatever you find inside. Finally came a day that I was so tired of the noise. I pulled at my hair and then raised my own voice. “I'm tired of this. I won't listen anymore. Talk to me kindly or walk out that door!” Suddenly, all at once, I felt this shift. Something inside of me finally clicked. Everything went quiet for a moment or two before I took the time to really listen to you. “Take just a moment and let yourself forgive all of the bad things that you think you ever did. Only then is there a chance for you to see that the one that's been cruel is you, not me.” I paused for a moment to consider this thought, this new perspective that my conscience had brought. The next time it spoke, I was doing no good. I was treating someone far worse than I ever should. “My dear, please take a moment and check on yourself. This isn't a judgment. I'm just here to help. If you keep up this act, you're sure to cause harm. Start acting your truth. It works like a charm.” I kept myself quiet until it was done, then took the words in without a feeling along. Strangely enough, the message wasn't so mean. It's quite nice, in fact, from what I can see. Maybe all of this time, it has really been true. I've been mean to myself and just blaming you. If I listen to this voice while it guides the way, I keep feeling more like myself every single day. Written: May 30, 2021