An Ocean Called Healing
To heal you must first dive into the deepest ocean you will ever find and you will find it locked in that soft, secret thing you call your heart.
When you first swim into it unfathomable depths, you will first find your darknesses – the memories of your trauma that you sank there to forget.
They will try their best to sink you too, to split you with their shark-like teeth, but if you survive the bleeding they put you through, you will reach where you have kept your anger, chained to an anchor at the bottom of this ocean so it doesn’t destroy you, so the rage doesn’t eat you in seconds the way a piranha does its prey.
When you unchain it from its anchor, embrace it and kiss it goodbye, you finally find yourself wandering in a water cave made of safety, made of unuderstanding till you finally emerge in the alcove of your soul. The light of it shines like sunlight on your face wet with tears. This is where you are safe. This is where you recover. This is how you bathe in the glow of your own healing.
Forgiveness
Forgive yourself
for everything you broke
when you were trying to survive.
Let the rain
wash away
your regret.
Let your blood cool
from the rage
you feel against yourself.
Let the rivers
under your skin
bring you home.
To heal you must forgive
your heart, your skin, your body
all of their mistakes.
Hello my lovelies,
So, I have been enamoured by Wild Embers by Nikita Gill for a while, so I am doing a two-parter. This is a beautiful book; it is an anthology of fierce determination. I remember reading it in one sitting and it spoke to me like nothing else. I am currently hoping to buy further works of hers to devour: a “rebellion of my own”. I don’t fully remember how I came across Nikita Gill, possibly by book recommendations on Amazon in roughly 2023? It looked interesting so I bought it and it has remained in my companionship since.
I have put both pieces in one sitting for you to contemplate yourself and hopefully feel the high vibrations.
This first part is all about the healing. The forgiveness elements regards itself to me as growth, of acknowledgement of my pain. It serves as a reminder to forgive every part of myself. The rhythm of water feels purposeful; we cleanse in rivers, and nourish ourselves in water. Why not let the rain wash away everything? It tellsme of the fact I have made regretful choices, mistakes unwittingly and if I cannot forgive, what am I to do instead?
The healing ocean just calls to me, I am reading this as if for the first time of knowing my anger is deeply buried, “anchored”, in chain upon chain deep within and it signals that it is time to let go, to sink into the idea that I can heal, that my Spirit can be a place of good, not just to hide things.
These pieces offer an illumination in darkness to show me of my humanity, and it is something we all share.
Journal prompt: what am I holding on to in my Spirit that I can let go of to heal that little bit more?
Kindly, Leanne x








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