“Imagine being in a room filled with folk who share your identical core wound. You discover that they “get it.” They understand you in a way that only another person who experienced what you experienced can.
Perhaps you were raped, or shamed, controlled, or neglected. Perhaps you were beaten, or unseen, or repeatedly made to feel you were unworthy, or molested, or had alcoholic parents, or something else.
And this whole room, had this thing. This Core Moment or Series of Moments that changed your life. That turned you into a Survivor or a Victim. That shattered some piece of trust in yourself, love, life or this world.
Something inside you relaxes or breathes in a new way. Some part of you discovers that you can love yourself in a new way. Or that you can forgive this life a little bit more for being so imperfect.
You feel more raw. More open. More present. More revealed than you have ever felt. More seen. More met. It feels great. It feels overwhelming. It feels both safe and unsafe. Awful and Awe filled.
You go through slowing down to be, just be. Perhaps for the first time.
You engage in exercises to meet your heart, your life, your family, your inner child. Other people in the workshop stand in to represent parts of you. You discover yourself in the process.
In my case, I was adopted. My biological mother walked away when I was 3 days old. I wouldn’t be adopted for 2 months. For a baby that is forever.
Reports from that time say I was always hungry. As I tune in to that baby she was terrified, Annihilated, panicked, bereft, grieving. She was without words. She cried and wailed. She wanted to be held and loved. She wanted safety and belonging.
During the Adoption Workshop Weekend, I was able to let down my guards and masks. I was able to have someone represent my baby self, and love her. And Feel what it is like to love me. That part of me. That wailing. Needy. Tender. Gorgeous. Panicked. Part of me.
I am still processing this shift that happened 3 days ago. This new wiring within. This ability to know that I am loveable by me down to my Core Wound.
I am sending so many blessings to all of you. To the facilitator Daniel Burge. To my Soul Tribe of life’s suffering wherever you are. I get it. I got you. I am doing my Inner Work so that I can support yours. Thank you Daniel for doing yours so that you could guide me. Thank you to ALL who are engaged in your Inner Work over and over. (It’s never over – it does get better)”.