I used to have no idea how to release what was going on inside me, let alone understand it. I know we all carry things sometimes we don’t even see or know. Stuff that has to do with us, others, jobs, money, truth, lies, etc. A lot of the time we hold it in even when no one’s around because we shame ourselves into thinking that’s what we ‘should’ do. I’ve asked myself, so when did you start believing that? When did you start believing being strong meant not feeling - + ultimately lying to yourself? We weren’t born thinking that, we learned or saw it from somewhere… If you sense you’ve got something to mourn—-big, small, understood or not— be honest + don’t hide from it anymore….A suggestion: run up a mountain, get winded, make your emotional align with your physical, then don’t quit. It’s really tough to lie to yourself about what your experiencing when your freaking exhausted + pushing into it. Cry out what you’ve been holding in. Release it, + know that there is no shame in that, we just ‘think’ there is. You’re not alone. I tried + did just that this morning (#thispost). New life was on the other side.