Thursday, 30 April 2015

Rowyn is...

I am finding myself in all of life and in all that Jesus says I am to Him in His love letter to me.

Acceptance of self is a progress, a process of taking steps to finding out who you are. This includes making honest mistakes, mixing with different types of people, different cultures, different preferences. In all of that, the person who you are supposed to be comes out so natural. And most times we kill him before he even shows his face to the world out there. We wear masks of fake fecades. Are we too scared that there is only ONE of us? And that no one will ever truly understand us, not even ourselves? This is the process of breaking the coping mechanisms. It is the process of breaking the habitual walls we put up to keep us in a safe place away from criticism that could potentially cripple our lives. But somewhere deep inside is that person beyond boundaries ready to see the light again!

So for years, because of stigma, I suppressed a very core part of who I am, so that I wouldn't get hurt you know. That part is 'physical affection'. 

When I met my best friend a while ago, I truly realised that being physically affectionate is fine, in purity. He broke that barrier in my life so hard and those walls came tumbling down. 

I realised that being physically affectionate is fine. I then understood more about my life and why I felt certain things and why I didn't. The enemy came very early in my life and peverted that part of who I was. 

I like to touch, hug, kiss, write letters, lay on, lay in, sit on, cross legs in between, and all the rest. Now I don't go around making everyone feel uncomfortable, but this is who I am. I don't do this to make you like me, it is just a love language. From me to you saying I love you. 

So be who you are, not what people say you are. We all communicate very differently and our understanding of the human soul is pretty shallow. There is more than what the eye can just see.

Some of us are more quiet than others. Some more loud and out there. Then you get those people in between. They can be quiet and loud. Some of us hate physical affection, not wanting to be touched or hugged and others feed off the very thing that others hate. Find who you are by breaking the walls and walking out the process.

Be happy in your skin, be happy in your soul! 

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