The Fall...

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I read a quote once about falling from grace and into your truth.
I remember the first time I saw the words hanging on the wall of the “Dreaming Goddess”. It was July 2009 and I was at my first New Moon Circle. My life was changing rapidly and I had no idea what direction it was going…I only knew that I needed to cooperate with Spirit; that the words I was reading, the words that resonated so deeply, were profound; that I should remember them.
Looking back now, I believe I was born falling into it...this thing called my truth. I realized at a very young age that if I did not figure something out I would die. I was 15 yo, and the mother of a one year old little boy, when "the fall" into my truth became a conscious journey. It was in a hospital emergency room, vomiting liquid charcoal, when I unequivocally decided that I wanted to live. I had absolutely reached the bottom....but it was not my truth I fell into back then. Somewhere along the way I veered off course and landed in other people's truths...my mother's, my father's etc. There would be times later on in life where I would veer off course again but it was never the same after that moment.
It's a strange and mysterious thing...the way it's happened;the depths I've had to go and still need to go. I used to feel sorry for myself for all the "bad cards" life has dealt me. I stopped doing so a long time ago, for it enabled me to begin this "conscious falling in" .
The fall has been long and arduous and will only become harder but I've grasped some things during the descent...some beautiful pieces that will one day make up the whole. I've also dropped some pieces that did not belong to me; that I held onto because I didn't know better. It feels good to be able to recognize what's mine and what's not; to be able to honor, protect it, and clarify it for no one can speak to my truth but me...for it's mine; made up of my unique experiences. ~Munay