“I truly believe that everything we do and everyone we meet is put in our path for a purpose. There are no accidents; we’re all teachers – if we’re willing to pay attention to the lessons we learn, trust our positive instincts and not be afraid to take risks or wait for some miracle to come knocking at our door.” -Marla Gibbs
It started as a simple conversation and then a commonality, Texas. This subject brought about an opportunity for liberation. I knew that it was happening when the energy in the room began to shift.
The conversation went from my vacation to Texas, to the reason why she ended up in Texas for a short stint in her teens. Initially, she glossed it over and then things took a turn when her pain surfaced. I thought it was a beautiful thing. To recognize your pain and own it, all of it, the abuse, the distrust, the accusations, abandonment, insecurities, the ugly shit that we try to avoid, the shit that even the people we love attempt to use against us to rob us of our power.
To stand in that moment with her supporting her in silence as she allowed herself to be vulnerable, disclosing her pain, made her powerful in my eyes. To draw upon those experiences to grow is a blessing that keeps on giving was one of the many things we touched on.
To take pain and allow it to transform us into stronger and more resilient beings is a daunting task. To have her speak her truth rejuvenated not only her but me as well. I saw the stages that led to her liberation in an hour as we spoke while she styled my daughter’s hair. The seed that was planted by asking the right questions, the confirmation that it was a safe place to share through reciprocation. The sacrifice of letting ago and allowing herself to be vulnerable for liberation sake. After the tears had fallen I felt the radiance of a newness about her. It could be seen on her glowing face. It could be heard in the confidence of her voice. It could be felt in the energy of the room, the vibration was at an all time high, and I couldn’t contain my joy!
My mind went back to: Pain is a beautiful thing isn’t it?
Naturally, no one goes begging for discomfort, but because of it, I realize how powerful we become having overcome it.