…is that sometimes you forget who you are.
I’m trying to get back to here…but noplace seems to fit me anymore.
What I’m thinking about…
"she not only had a gift to offer
the world, she had a gift to offer
herself.
maybe it didn't matter so much
if the world held it.
maybe what mattered was that
she did."
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August 11, 2009 at 5:28 am
Jolie
You’ll find your place–I know it.
August 11, 2009 at 12:58 pm
Greenwoman2007
Anj, I was feeling like that earlier this year too. I sure can understand how you feel. I didn’t feel like I recognized myself at all. Too many changes in a short period of time…and not enough time to land and sort myself out anywhere, so when I looked in the mirror, I just didn’t recognize me…nothing was integrated and so I felt restless and not able to feel rooted anywhere…and I felt disconnected from everyone else too whilst that was happening.
Belonging I learned as a result has less to do with others than with me. Belonging…or the sense of belonging I should say…can’t be real unless I am centered and rooted and open.
Too much change at once is scary…Hard to feel centered and rooted and open when I feel anxious about everything.
But with time, I’m in an entirely different place. There was more change between the start of the sense of being rootless and now…but I’m here.
You will be too…and I think that knowing its a temporary thing and that there’s a reason for the feelings and that they aren’t necessarily a reflection of what’s true about your environment or those around you in terms of belonging…
((hugs)) It will come. Just be gentle with yourself dear heart.
August 15, 2009 at 7:42 pm
KT
‘Say I am…’
It doesn’t say ‘Figure out how to get back to where you feel the way you think you should feel’
‘Say I am…’
It says
‘Say I am…’
Because you are
‘Say I am…’
Even when you don’t feel it…