Brave enough to feel.

I’ve been quite shocked by the response I’ve experienced to my post yesterday.

I was excited to share my experience related to deep sadness, or misery as I referred to it, not because I wanted to spread the misery and certainly not because I was wanting sympathy of any kind. The reason for my sharing was that in allowing myself to feel the sadness that was present in my experience, rather than squashing it down, pushing it away or sucking it up. I was able to discover some very powerful gifts.

The insights I found there were profound for me, and that’s why I shared.

Of course sadness makes me squirm at times too. And I really did have the fear that maybe if I opened up to experience the sadness and let the sad sounds and sobbing flow, that maybe there would be no bottom to it. Maybe I would be swallowed up and become desperately sad forever. That’s the fear. And I think this fear can be particularly so for people who’ve experienced the grey and dismal landscape of depression before and are terrified of going back.

The truth is though as I am becoming increasingly clear all the time, there is so much transformative power in allowing ourselves to feel our feelings fully. And sure the painful ones can be scary. No one likes to be sad after all. But when we muster the courage to feel what we feel, good bad and ugly with the intention of loving ourselves through it. Always moving into expressing the next greatest version of ourselves. Then our emotions become our great teachers. Our emotional guidance system as Abraham Hicks teaches.

So what’s the lesson in my sadness?? Well for me what I discovered was a lie I’d believed. A limiting belief I’d taken on that said I was in some way unlovable. And that I needed to be afraid of being alone, being abandoned, of being a big fat failure rejected by the world at large. Where does this stuff come from? Who knows? Who cares! Why did I believe it? Who knows and who cares! The fact is that belief was buried in me. And when I asked what was blocking me from experience my full success up it popped and with it came the sadness.

The sadness came I believe to let me know that this belief was a lie. The sadness came to let me know that I wasn’t thinking big enough or lovingly enough about myself. I wasn’t seeing my true worth, my true value in the world. And that’s what was feeling terrible.

So in feeling the sadness fully I was able to see what I had thought was true in a whole new light. Bringing my old limiting belief into my awareness where I have the power to make a new more empowering decision. And I have! So wooooo hooooooo to sadness if more freedom is the gift it brings.

And sharing my experience of the opportunity my sadness held is what I aimed to share when I posted yesterday. So if I fell short in being clear yesterday, I hope that I’ve nailed it for you here and that you might start to feel a little differently toward your own denser feeling emotions when next they ask to surface in your life. What gift might they hold for you??

Today I feel lighter, brighter and more myself than ever before. Soli xoxoxo