Healing requires sacrifice.
We must lay down the stories that feed the stuckness and shame.
The ones that were passed down through the ages...the ones woven into our being.
The ones holding protection and pain.
We must shed the identities we wear as a second skin...the shrouds that allow us to hide in the wide open.
We must offer our fear, our clenched fists, our roundabout patterns to the fire and let them to burn.
We must tear apart the mythology that whispers lies of conditions and worth.
To remember our Wholeness and Truth we must lay it all out on the altar of life.
We must sacrifice all that we are not in order to become who we have always been.