Cry Your Tears

The other day, I had to remind myself that I love emotion. “The highs and the lows,” I cried. The highs and lows.. I love to feel. The awareness of the experience itself strengthens my ability to control my emotions. I enjoyed a long cry complete with shaking, sweat, and guttural contractions. This time, I was able to think clearly and allow myself to ride the wave. I am an expressive woman, but I tend to suppress my hurt so as not to sink into depression and be able to feel joys again. I’m always singing or writing about my happinesses and love interests. It flows through me. That is my wind. When it comes to feelings of rejection, unworthiness, ugliness, loneliness, lovelessness and the like, I quickly dismiss them. They feel awful. But, they’re still there, aren’t they?...lingering in my subconscious. Have you ever had days when you are sad for no reason? There it manifests. It grows and becomes an entity that haunts you—passing quickly because you have forgotten its origin. It has become a spirit of your sorrows, and it resurfaces as a reminder that you need to process these emotions. Cry your tears, I implore you. Go to your safe place in solitude when you are ready and think about whatever has triggered your pain. Energy will build up in your mind and body until it spills from your eyes. If you are like me, sing or yell, move, channel your energy. It is like a thunderous roar at the climax and then suddenly you stop. Your calm returns to you and an immediate “lifting” of your spirit occurs. A lot of energy has released. Take time to rest and reflect. Spend extra time pampering yourself as you recover. Why? Because you love you, and this is where you should be.