In the dream I give birth and I know the tiny infant is me. I am flooded with love for her and wrap her in a snuggly blanket.
But then, I put her down inside my large purse and lean it up against the outside of a building. I go inside and start working on some project with a team of people. After a little while I realize, “Oh my God, I left the baby out in the cold!”
I rush out and find the bag with the infant me in it. The little one is basically OK, but cold and I hold her against my body giving her warmth and love.
And then, I put her back in the bag and go back inside the building to work!
After a while I remember her outside and in a panic, afraid I will find her dead, I rush back out and pick her up. I hold her close, rock her gently and promise never, ever to abandon her again. I am flooded with love as the dream ends.
I think we do some version of this to ourselves over and over, when we put aside our true glorious Selves and opt to be something less than we really are.
We do it when we change our true nature to conform to someone else’s idea of what we should be.
We do it when we compare ourselves to others and believe we are coming up short.
We do it when we act with less integrity than we know we have.
We do it every single time we choose to believe we are small, powerless and alone.
The good news is the real us is always there just waiting to be remembered, nurtured and valued. Always there ready to grow and shine.
Here’s to never abandoning our True Selves again.