My heart says CHEESE :D

With eyes of love, I see people with broken spirits, broken hearts, physical scars and immobilized by fear. My heart cries out for them. I can feel their pain. Why? Because for a very long time, I was one of them.

I am committed to posting once a week about what makes my heart smile. This is the beginning of my healing and transformation, I want to openly share this with you.

I recently reset my heart by taking a very intensive workshop at Momentum Education. It was a four-day mix of lecture, experiential learning involving numerous exercises in dyads and groups. This safe environment allowed me to face the weight on my heart with courage and conviction.

I was re-minded (I phrase it this way purposely) of honesty, trust, integrity, choice, and to be love. These are all concepts that I have intellectualized but have longed for with my heart. By putting in 100 %, I was able to re-define what these principles mean to me.

I had the opportunity to speak to those who have hurt me, and to truly forgive. I always advocated that "forgiveness is an act of self-love, "and I really got to experience that with my heart. It's one thing to say "I forgive___," it's another to do it with your whole heart.

I have been hurt by many people repeatedly and continued to love them. The weight built up like a ton, over time and weighed so heavily on me, that it physically started to develop in my shoulders, my neck, my hips. I am only 27 years young and I felt like I was going need the Visiting Nurse Service before I was thirty.

I have chosen to forgive others, and most importantly, myself. I am committed to sharing stories meant to inspire others. I am committed to re-defining my values, discarding the limiting beliefs and embracing the possibility, and creating the life of my dreams.

My heart says CHEESE, I am overwhelmed with love, gratitude and humility. Please join me on my journey...

With love,

E xoxo

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