Brenda86
Jedi Master
I think after all this time I am finally going to start a journal because I am noticing certain things I am thinking about will nag me lately until I get it written down - I think this is at least partially because in written form I can flesh out the thought more purposefully and make better sense of what is going through my mind. I just want to share my first entry of sorts. I am not sure yet if I will keep a handwritten journal or do a blog or online journal (I knit/crochet a lot and handwriting uses similar motions that tend to make my wrists hurt :P).
Anyway, I just wanted to share my first entry of sorts... I may revise but it's just something I've been thinking a lot about lately.
3/22/2012
Recently, I have been thinking a lot about the person I am now and the person I used to be. I have
changed so much in the past 5 or 6 years. Its happened so slowly with a lot of motivation, reading, and
self-reflection.
But I don't really want to delve into that exactly. The part I really want to discuss, and I think I am
surely not the only person who has or will feel this, is a sense of shame about the person who I used to
be. It's been nagging and gnawing at me for weeks now. When faced with the person I am now compared to
the person I used to be, this glaring contradiction just eats at me. I think momentarily that somehow
despite all my efforts, that this past person is somehow a reflection of the person I am now. That I am
STILL that person somehow because the experiences/memories are part of me. I am thinking that this is
part of the reason so many of us find it so hard to face our past and accept that it is just that (the
past). Because we all at some point are faced with acknowledging the uglier parts of ourselves as we work
to get rid of them. There is a lot of emotion involved in this process.
What finally hit me was that although I used to be that person, that there is no shame in who I used to
be. I have been and am still on a journey. That past me was but one stop along the way and to carry it
with me will only burden me and slow me down. This does not mean that I do not acknowledge who I used to
be, or any wrongs I may have done, or that I blame anyone else for anything that may have happened to me.
Quite the contrary. Whatever positives or negatives I have experienced on this journey have led me to
where I am, but these things must be dealt with and then laid to rest. I see now that there cannot be any
shame in taking this journey that we all take as human beings.
The only shame is in standing still.
Anyway, I just wanted to share my first entry of sorts... I may revise but it's just something I've been thinking a lot about lately.
3/22/2012
Recently, I have been thinking a lot about the person I am now and the person I used to be. I have
changed so much in the past 5 or 6 years. Its happened so slowly with a lot of motivation, reading, and
self-reflection.
But I don't really want to delve into that exactly. The part I really want to discuss, and I think I am
surely not the only person who has or will feel this, is a sense of shame about the person who I used to
be. It's been nagging and gnawing at me for weeks now. When faced with the person I am now compared to
the person I used to be, this glaring contradiction just eats at me. I think momentarily that somehow
despite all my efforts, that this past person is somehow a reflection of the person I am now. That I am
STILL that person somehow because the experiences/memories are part of me. I am thinking that this is
part of the reason so many of us find it so hard to face our past and accept that it is just that (the
past). Because we all at some point are faced with acknowledging the uglier parts of ourselves as we work
to get rid of them. There is a lot of emotion involved in this process.
What finally hit me was that although I used to be that person, that there is no shame in who I used to
be. I have been and am still on a journey. That past me was but one stop along the way and to carry it
with me will only burden me and slow me down. This does not mean that I do not acknowledge who I used to
be, or any wrongs I may have done, or that I blame anyone else for anything that may have happened to me.
Quite the contrary. Whatever positives or negatives I have experienced on this journey have led me to
where I am, but these things must be dealt with and then laid to rest. I see now that there cannot be any
shame in taking this journey that we all take as human beings.
The only shame is in standing still.