Daily Reprieve

As I read my ACA inventories, one feeling appears again and again beneath the fear: GRIEF

Grief for time.
Grief for unrealized potential.
Grief for distance from God.
Grief for abandoned creativity.
Grief for parts of myself I felt compelled to suppress.

I think I find that many of my “fear” statements eventually unfold into:

“I feel sad because I loved something.”

And that is a very different doorway into healing.

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