Jean Houston says in this video, “You contain within you many different personalities.”  How right she is.  Those of you who follow my posts, know I sometimes process through, what Jean Houston is calling “personalities.”  I often call them parts, as many of us do without really knowing what we are saying. For instance, have you not said, “Well, I have this part that does like this, but I also have this part that doesn’t.”  Very recently, I called one of my parts, Sergeant Williamson.

Sergeant Williamson has taught me a valuable lesson about all of my “parts.” They like to keep me close.
What’s interesting is I would never ever thrive with a man who held me too close. Who hovered. Who treated me as a possession. And yet, those little villains I create do this of me all the time. It is of course by my design.

I used to say to my husband, “You give me too much rope. Lucky I am who I am, or I would hang myself with it.”  I thought the same of my father.  Both of these very important men in my life do not hover. Do not even ask a lot of questions. They give me space. They are there when I need them. They offer a compassionate ear for listening and hold a mirror to see myself.  There was a time, though their long rope made me feel abandoned.  As a young girl who turned into a young woman, I wanted to know there was a strong man holding the end of that rope so I wouldn’t fall.

In my abandoned state, I cast different personalities. Their direction from me is the same: Keep me close. Keep me safe. Keep me hidden away. But, to continue to give such direction will force my fall. Therefore,  I do declare: I no longer want to be kept close (oooh, a little scary to say). I no longer want to be kept safe I no longer want to be hidden away.  I want to be let go.