Shame
For years now I have shamed /
The pieces of me that they named /
As unworthy, not enough /
Too loud, untamed /
I stand tall now /
No longer hidden /
By all they shamed /
And said was forbidden
Category Unravelling Shame
Motherhood
So hush the voice that says you're wrong /
You're in the place where you belong /
For in your care, your child will thrive /
You’re more than enough, and you will survive
Feeling All is OK
For though the past may hold its claim /
The soul can rise beyond the flame /
In time, the chains may start to fall /
And love and strength can conquer all
She Found Her Voice
For though the past may hold its claim, /
The soul can rise beyond the flame. /
In time, the chains may start to fall, /
And love and strength can conquer all.
The Unloved Lover
his book has to remain unwritten, unread, unnoticed, /
Because his name could not be on the cover. /
Author Unknown ~ /
The name of the book? /
Is it not clear? /
Can’t you see? /
It’s all about love & all things queer /
And not being seen for fear /
Of Shame.
Shaking off Shame
Navigating shame can be a challenge as we unravel the many layers of it buried within us, but it can be done. Like all of our emotions, it carries a signal and message and points us towards the places within that may be lacking our compassion, acceptance and empathy. It calls us into deeper wholeness, inviting us to meet the parts of ourselves that need us most.
Unravelling Shame – Resources
Additional resources as you navigate the topics in the Unravelling Shame series - one-to-one & group support, book, podcast & other online recommendations
Our Lady of Love
For we have the power /
To feel it all /
For those who just couldn’t /
Buried deep in the soil /
The hunger, the hurt /
An gorta mór /
The famine is over /
Let’s feast for them all
Let Go of Shame
In fields where ancient whispers flow /
Where wild Atlantic winds do blow /
There lies a tale of hidden pain /
Of women bound by unseen chain
Her in hero
It had been years! Years spent dreaming of meeting a white knight who would somehow magically appear and gallantly swoop in and save me. The revelation that unveiled on my healing journey was that the “saving” was never going to come from someone else.
