Our core wounds often define us.

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They cause deep ingrained patterns that are hard to break.

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As well as a corrupted sense of self.

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Those core wounds are usually seen as a curse.

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Or a judgment against our being.

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We tend to make a meaning out of them that rarely serves us.

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For the pain that we endured because of them can hardly be seen as a gif by the human mind.

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Our nervous system shuts down and the fight/flight/freeze respond takes over.

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So there must be something wrong with us if we are experincing this kind of pain.

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And we take on an identity that makes ourselves wrong for having had that experience to begin with.

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We spend the rest of our lives trying to cope, moving through life hoping no one notices how much of a fraud we feel like.

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If only we never had that experience everything would be fine.

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Yet just because we experienced pain does not mean we are a failure.

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It does not mean there is something wrong with us.

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In fact, since we are consious of the pain and trying to deal with it, that means there is something very much right with us.

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For when we start to fac that pain and desire to heal from it, we are starting on a sacred path.

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A path to take us to wholeness, not one that is pain free.

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In some ways that wound is an initiation onto our life long journey of self discovery.

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It is the push to get past the inertia of complacency to a road of improvement and evolution.

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Our wound is not a curse.

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The wound is a doorway to healing for ourselves and those around us.

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For the story of our life affects more than just us.

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Our story affects all those around us.

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Such as our family, our lvoers, our partners, even our coworkers.

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All who know us and hear our story come along for the ride.

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They all learn something from us and maybe even heal a little from hearing our story.

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Coming to wholeness for us may not mean what we think.

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For we may never be fully healed from the pain.

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But we may learn to be at home with our wounds.

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To accept our wounds.

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And instead of our wounds controlling us, they may serve as a way to relate, to find our strength, to love ourselves more.

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Perhaps one day in the loving of our wounds we just might find their gift in our life.

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When we truly receive that gift, we might even find some gratitude for them.

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Have you learned to accept your wounds?

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Can you find a way to use them to serve you instead of control you?

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~ Sam Liebowitz, The Conscious Consultant

Host of The Conscious Consultant Hour