What have I given up? Something I didn’t know I should have had in the first place: the right to be an individual with feelings and desires to be happy. I gave up the right to be respected and learn what an appropriate boundary is. I gave up the right to be an independent adult that is free to make my own decisions without worrying about fear, obligation, and/or guilt and shame.
What I didn’t give up was my lifelong desire to grow and develop, which manifested in professional and academic ways. Now it is time for a manifestation in my personal life. I didn’t give up my right to be a newborn at age 47 who is seeing the world for the first time, with as few obstructions as possible.
“From my cold, dead hands…”
Sometimes my inner artist goes its own way.
It insisted on the image above and the following interpretation: It is a claw of a crab reaching to grasp the moon. Huh?
I researched crab symbolism and learned the crab is a strong lunar symbol. The moon provides matronly protection to the crab. And, of course, the crab is the symbol of the Cancer zodiac sign.
And in its own strange way, my inner artist had spoken what was on my mind.
I had recently been thinking about what we may give up in order to survive. This “giving up” parts of ourselves to survive often occurs in childhood, particularly in situations of abuse. Adults, though, are not immune to this act.
And I wonder what you have given up in order to survive.
Have you given up your joy in life, because you believe you need to…
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