A Final Word on my Throat Chakra

Tied to my Story, Creativity, Truth

I recently have heard that your greatest source of pain, your greatest suffering, often becomes your greatest sense of truth…your story to tell…your way to help others.

I’ve written about this in various other posts in this newsletter.

Still, this seems to be constant message that I keep hearing…or getting sent from the universe.

As I completed my last biofield tuning session today for awhile, Michelle, my Biofield Tuning Practitioner once again worked on my throat chakra.

Interestingly, the left side/feminine side is intrinsically tied to not being able to speak your truth, to voice your needs, to express your creativity.

I know that a great deal of this stems from my childhood and my inability to really be able to get through to or reach either my father or my mother in very different ways.

But, I am also sitting with the implications of this for me now, as an adult, in the conscious decisions that I am making to live my life differently, to make different choices than my immediately family members did, so that my story will be able to be very, very different…healthier, more functional and stable. Happier.

I’ve wanted to be a writer ever since I was a little girl. But I always envisioned myself writing fiction. I stepped away from writing for a long time, as a goal, I wanted to pursue. I got distracted by theatre. By books. Reading other people’s stories.

I had imposter syndrome and worried that I couldn’t do it good enough. I read some very beautiful prose and found myself not up to the challenge.

To borrow Anne Lamott’s words, I let the voice of the oppressor silence me. I didn’t plug away and revising the shitty first drafts, the terrible first efforts.

I am meant to share my story. I know that now. It may not be the best thing ever written or a NY Times Best Seller, but as I heard Cheryl Strayed—author of Wild—say the other day in a podcast, I had to embrace the mediocrity of my book.

Even if that turns out to be the case, my story, I realize more and more and my body and mind and, hell, even my throat chakra, keep telling me:

“Speak your truth Danielle. Honor your creativity. Tell your story.”

I guess it’s high time that I listened to it.