This image of myself, as a child , sitting with my back against a wall, tears running down my face. It comes to me, as I stand inside a room, eyes closed, preparing to open myself up, to receive. Feeling how fragile my heart was, how fragile it still is.
I am, overcome with emotions.
There are others in the room, sharing in this experience with me. Being present, opening up.
It feels like, it has taken me a long time to get here. To a place, where I can be intimate with others. Where I actually feel worthy, of the intimacy they share with me.
To be oh so vulnerable, yet standing, so strong in my power.
Here too, my tears fall, but not from fear or feelings of being unloved. These are tears, helping me to let go, lightening the very heavy load that I been carrying with me, since my childhood.
I had to built a wall around my fragile heart, a wall of protection. A wall that harden me a little over time. But, over the years it began to fall away and now, now I have wholeheartedly taken on the opportunity , of allowing myself to be vulnerable in the presence of others and trusting that I will not get hurt.
It's not an easy thing to do, when the ones who were meant to love you most of all, made you feel so unloved. It's why I would always, eventually push people away, because that was my first experience of what I thought love was and what I believed, that I deserved.
To be unloved.
My eyes are closed and I call upon the little girl within me and ask her to be present with me, as I open myself up to love, to support, to healing.
I dance firstly by myself and then with others. Embracing them, holding them, allowing myself to be held. I take a deep breath and as I exhale, I feel myself sink deeper into their embrace. I am worthy of this.
Feeling the power in being present, in allowing myself to feel. To be vulnerable and allow the tears to fall. Years of feeling unloved, drop away from me. I surrender and I am greeted by love and tenderness. Such beautiful tenderness, that I have not experienced before.
A whole new world has opened up to me. New doors, that allow me to explore who I really am. That allow me to feel, the connection that we all hold. Inviting me, to really open myself up to love. To love and be loved.
And I embrace it all.
I have taken myself on a journey, of what I think true minimalism is all about.
Yes we can downsize and let go of our belongings. We can move into smaller abodes, but what does that matter if we continue to carry all of our emotional baggage with us. How can be truly living minimally, if our pain and trauma drags us down.
It is such a heavy weight and no amount of downsizing will make it lighter.
There are many ways in which we can release, in which we can truly let go. I have discovered mine in Biodanza and in just a matter of weeks, I can feel myself transforming.
It is in doing the things that we love, it is when we are creating, that we tap into our power. A power that is waiting to transform us. Combine that, with the opportunity to open oneself up to love, to really understand the power of human connection and you will feel all the pain and trauma drop away.
This is my response to the latest Kiss Blogging Ideas Initiative from The Minimalist Community. I invite 
