I had been romanticizing an illusion for years. And then…I saw him after years of estrangement. And…I finally recognized the truth…not through rose colored glasses, but through the clear eyes of my healed self. The “man” who played with my heart, who gaslit me, who made me question my worth…that man is no match for the woman I have become. No match for my depth, my sacred truth, or my luminous light.
He once said to me, “You deserve better than me.” That was the one honest thing he ever said.
My soul has finally caught up with the truth that my intuition has been whispering all along. A truth that continuously tapped me on the shoulder…and yesterday…it finally struck like lightning…an up close and personal encounter with my own inner light.
I felt nothing.
And in that emptiness, I felt everything.
“What the heck had I been thinking all these years?” I asked myself, as a visceral wave of rejection moved through me…not of him, but of the illusion I had been holding onto.
Freedom feels radiant. This moment…this release…is sacred…a realm of splendor.
I didn’t just let go of him… I let go of the romantic illusion that masked my worth, and was never the meaning of love.
Let Freedom Ring…
Love,
Wendy
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