Corrode Shame

I will to take actions to corrode my shame. I will change. I am capable of change. Change needs more than my desire for it, it needs room and roads to grow and travel. To strengthen that part of myself capable of change,  I will bring my shame into the light to diminish the amount of space it takes up in my soul. The part of me that believes I can change and have a life with joy and even bliss. Shame grows in the dark corners of myself that I withhold from the world and inside where I think no one can see it. It grows in the long held beliefs of a little girl who decided no one would love her if they knew - if they really knew what I had done, and those actions that still play like a movie of the week in my head every day. The more I hide in my shame the more it hurts me. I experience its effect in ways I probably do not completely understand and in ways that I am beginning to understand. Write it out. The expression here that is gaining space in my life feeds the courage I have always had. The courage that even at age 12 found ways to protect my soul. The feisty activist capable of critical thought and making change in my community, and creating change as I did through all the many actions in the social change and or social justice movements I worked in. Now I will call upon my feisty activist, call for that warrior to make change for me, because when all else has faded away I am left with my self and my need for support, self love and change. Creating change for me one step-thought-word-memory-one enlightened moment after another after another...creating change along the way.