Who is responsible for the constant feeding of shame in your life?
I realize that circumstances keep occurring in which I go and hide in my cave. I go in and feel like I'm safe and then sure enough I get kicked right where it hurts.
A big boulder rolls over the entrance to my cave and I'm stuck inside for some time trying to decode my way out.
This is the road of shame.
It always comes back at us.
It always wants us in our cave where it can dictate our feelings and emotions.
It always tells us our negative playback recordings we've heard our whole lives.
We aren't good enough. We can't do it. We can't.
Where does your shame originate? Were you bullied like me on the playground in elementary school? Did a parent tear you down with words? Where else can you see the root of the problem?
May you get the light spread through your cave to find all the bullies in your life. May you find the strength to uncover the root, see it for what it really is, and clean your waste basket for good.