"The wound is the place where light enters you".
I've been tossing around this quote all morning, trying to decide whether or not I agree. It's had me examining some of my "wounds". At a quick glance, without in-depth thought, I disagreed. "My wounds are a place of resentment", I thought. My wounds changed me.
(*enter in-depth thought, for which I am eternally grateful).
My wounds changed me.
My wounds taught me.
And in that thought, I saw the light that filled my wounds.
My wounds left scars. My scars tell stories.
I am a lighted warrior.
Grateful.
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