Healing
I’m healing from a deadly disease. As I’m experiencing the side effects of the treatment, gaining weight, losing hair, I’m doing everything to heal my soul. Body, mind, soul and heart live interconnected as long as we are in this life. So I’m trying to process the hard episodes of my personal life as well as transgenerational traumas. I want to understand what happened and I want to find peace. Many terrible things happened, many injustice both in my life and in that of my ancestors. And also many blessings. I want to process the pain, to sit with it, to tell my soul it’s alright now. Even if there are certain things I will never get back. I want to give my soul their right to grieve. I want to tell her: it’s perfectly fine if you feel hurt. These things were terrible. They shouldn’t have happened to you or to anyone. And unfortunately, I can’t even say you will be compensated. At least not in this life. Or not by those who did you wrong. They most probably won’t even admit