I spent 2 hours in my healing room last night. I felt the tremors within and went to show up for myself. ALL of the parts.
And the most tender parts cried and cried and cried. For real, it was probably an hour and a half of deep, guttural crying. Grief released, opening to love.
I even had great communication with my father. And when the crying was complete, it was complete. I felt lighter and freer and clearer.Read more on positivelypositive.com