Shame roots deep.
Left unchecked it becomes what feeds us. What fuels us.
Deeper than that...it becomes what we pass on to the generations ahead.
Deeper still...is what we receive from generations past.
Seeds of shame lay in our ancestral lineage.
This is the shame that our grandparents felt. That their grandparents felt. Any beyond.
This is the shame they were saddled with. That shame that was twisted around them.
Some for mistakes made. Some for simply being.
And it is passed on. Passed down.
The shame...the invitation of it unmet...writhes and screams at is moves from life to life.
Whispering that we are not enough. That we must hide. That we must quit and run and prove and die.
When we, here and now, are willing to address the shame...healing happens.
We must bring the shame out from depths.
Acknowledge its roots.
Love its tender fears.
And destroy the structures that have kept you...and all those who held it before you...stuck.
Because shame roots deeap.
And our Truth Roots deeper.