Our own shackles

There are times when we feel bound. Bound to out grief. Bound to our darkness. Bound to the mistakes. Bound to things that do not serve us. To the things that make us feel weak or unworthy. We listen to the whispers that it speaks. When darkness speaks. We have to stop this. How do we encourage others but can not encourage ourselves? (I’m learning this myself). How do we help others but do not help ourselves? How do we have a heart that beats but still not feel alive? These are questions I’m asking myself, but now I ask you the same. We are not bound to these things that do not serve us. We can un-shackle ourselves and be one with things that will serve us. That will help us come alive.