Gentle Reminder

Sometimes the verbal messages spoken to us as we grow up hold the most weight in shaping us. Sometimes it’s the conditioning that is the loudest. Sometimes what’s unspoken does the most damage. My good friend recently told me that she was trying to protect her daughter from stories that people tried to speak over her. This eloquent and profound statement stopped me in my tracks. It made me think of what a gift it is that my friend is so watchful of this for her daughter. It also makes me think about stories people had spoken over me and stories that have been spoken over my children. It made me think about how much power can be unleashed when we can come out from convention and shame cycles, rules, roles, and traditions that no longer serve us well. My vow is to grow ever more vigilant in protection. To remind myself that coming up under stories that aren’t mine to carry is where the real change happens. Where we find out footing as our own selves, standing in our own values and writing new stories that feel current, aligned, and true. Stories are just that. Stories. Choose the ones you reread and carry carefully. ♥️