Lost

Sometimes little girls get sad, lost and lonely. Sometimes they feel abandoned, and become prey to the demons in their heads. Sometimes they are wrapped up in fear and self doubt, they stop making sense to themselves, they lose their sense of purpose. They forget that they are exactly where they need to be right now.


Sometimes they need someone to remind them who they really are, what’s really important about them, that they are capable of so much more than they feel right in that moment. Someone to cut through all of the crap, who will shout down the demons, who will destroy the damaging fantasies. Someone who knows how to strip them bare - utterly bare - and reveal that what they are at heart is simple, pure, and in every way perfect. To show them that their mind may be full of stupid thoughts, but that they are not their thoughts. That their emotions may be full of sadness and pain, but they are not their emotions. That what they really are… that thing, that energy, is irresistible, beautiful, creative and deserving of infinite love and acceptance. 


We all are… Stripped bare of the foolish stories of the mind, we know we are so much. It’s just that some days we forget.. and get lost… and no longer know who we really are.

-Author Unknown

I don't know who wrote this, but... it decribes exactly what I'm going through - what I have been going through lately... I know that I am struggling with abandonment issues - especially since Mom passed... I just don't know how to bring myself back.