The Things We Leave Behind

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It is an act of great courage to be in a place we never thought we would be and to be okay with it. There is a time of sadness and grieving for what could have been, should have been, would have been if, to our thinking - things had been different. The 'what ifs' are the things we leave behind when we move on. We leave words unspoken, feelings often kept inside that feel impossible to speak, there are a lot of threads left severed or tangled so tight that we would not know how to unwind them. The threads that bind us to places, people and the wishes and hopes we had. Those are the things we will miss the most. Other times, we feel it in our hearts when it is time to go. When we have done everything we can and cannot bring ourselves to go any further. We leave in our wake the disappointment, the anger, the hurt that was eating away at our souls in search of something that will bring us back to a place of joy and contentment. Where we can rediscover our sense of self, where we will feel safe and at peace again. Time is our friend, the things that hurt us so deeply will fade away while we carve a new life and identity for ourselves. It will not happen overnight, there will be times when we feel haunted by old memories and we will feel ourselves being drawn back into to the past while living in the present. And that is okay. This season was once apart of you and time after time, it will come to mind. After enough time has passed, you will be able to remember the good things without pain; if anything it will be bittersweet. You will be able to tell stories and laugh at them with the perspective of someone wiser and stronger who is kinder towards the you who you had to leave behind in order to become who you were destined to be. As for the things we leave behind, the unanswered questions, the broken dreams and hopes for the future that we thought we should have had - given time we will be able to see why fate dealt us another hand and from that hand of fate, we will realise new dreams, we will embark on adventures we never in our wildest dreams imagined, we will find treasure in wisdom and true happiness and the people we choose to celebrate life with. Sometimes in the hectic pace of day to day life, we forget that life is a celebration. It is a celebration for the souls that inhabit these bodies we walk in. Our bodies are temporary but our souls are eternal and while we live in these bodies, we have to love and honour them - the same with our souls. And in order to honour ourselves, we have to leave things behind. Leave behind the guilt. Leave behind the fear. Leave behind the feelings of inadequacy and worthlessness. Leave behind the heartache. Leave behind the grief. Leave behind the things and people who gave you pain and forgive them. Leave behind the mistakes you have made and forgive yourself. Embrace yourself. Embrace your life. Embrace your talents and know your life is worth something. Embrace the joy that is your natural birthright as a citizen of this earth. Embrace the love in your life that is good and healthy for you. Embrace the fact that the pain you feel when someone leaves your life is a testimony on how deeply you love. Embrace the life experiences you have learned through places and people. Embrace the fact that you are a soul on a journey and you will make mistakes, that is how we become better people. Know that you are deeply and divinely loved by God and you deserve every joy that this world can offer you. Be courageous. Keep moving forward and on and upwards. Venture into the unknown, things may feel strange and unfamiliar at first - but when you begin to see yourself and your life transform in front of your eyes, you will understand why things happen the way they did, as you move forward you will be filled with a new purpose and hope. All it takes, sweetheart - is that you leave behind what you know, what you think you know, what you want to know - and when you come to that place where you are meant to be, you will find that things that waited for you there are more than what you left behind. Love always, Sarah x

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