Untold stories

Sometimes you feel stuck.
Stuck in body through discomfort, pain, blocked in mind, unable to put your thoughts and feelings into words (…it has been a while since my last entry)
Frozen in place, seemingly empty, but everything stirring, unseen, under the surface.
It can feel like a waste of time, procrastinating even.
Or, maybe, you are waiting for divine timing?

If you live with chronic pain, you will have untold stories within you. I was told by a friend, a very skilled massage therapist, that all our unresolved trauma*s also get stored somewhere inside our bodies. When you undergo deep tissue massaging, these stored memories, issues, untold stories can resurface. You could relive experiences from many years ago. These thoughts stayed with me. We are unfinished masterpieces, fragmented into little pieces, waiting to be put together.

It is said that it is a great agony to have an untold story inside.
All those times that people would not listen or let you finish your sentences.
All those times they ignored or belittled you, the stories remained.
Stuck in the internal waiting-room with the other endless tales,
hoping to, perhaps, be released one day.

Sometimes it is us. The words remain unspoken because they are too painful to utter. Sometimes we hesitate how to begin.
Because we do not want to bother others.
Because we are unsure if it all means something.
Because we fear the rejection.

What matters to you?
Why are your stories still untold?
Do they need to be listened to?
Does it matter who hears it?
Is it important that they approve?
Do they need to be written or spoken?

I felt stuck and then I made myself begin.
Perhaps I was not even stuck, I just thought it needed to be good or in a certain way. I just thought I needed an audience. Was I overthinking it, trying to tame the pure fierceness and power of the unspoken words, out of fear?
Is it as simple as just speaking them out loud?

When you release, you start healing that part of yourself.

So…do you know now what you need?
Then, begin.
The words are waiting to be freed…🧡