Self-Esteem

Wrestling Gremlins Into Submission

Release Me

Who do you think you are to shine so bright, to follow your biggest of daring dreams, to love completely and simply and fully?

Who do you think you are to share your light, share your words, share your gifts?

Who do you think you are to take up space, to sing out loud, to breathe in deep?

Who do you think you are? The Queen of Sheba?

Actually, yes.

Can’t you see the way that I hold myself in my chair, my back straight and shoulders thrown back, monarch of my own domain?

Can’t you see my smile – sure, satisfied, confident?

Can’t you see my self-belief shining out, lighting my way forward through the darkest of dark places?

Can’t you see me?

Ah, yes. There she is. There’s the woman I know.

I’ve heard tell that she can do anything, be anything.

I’ve heard it said that her light touches the hearts of all who meet her.

I’ve heard others say that she is destined for greatness, that she dances amongst the stardust, her pirouettes creating galaxies, constellations spiralling from fingertips.

I’ve heard that she is at home in her own skin, at one with her truth.

Sometimes we don’t see ourselves all that clearly. This is for those times when your gremlins have the upper hand. It’s for all those times you let the voice of your inner critic speak over the top of your true voice – the one singing your soul song, speaking your soul story, whispering your soul secrets.

I want you to know that I feel that way too sometimes. We all do. The key is to speak anyway. Create anyway. Love anyway. Live anyway.

And as you do so, remember that I see you. You are seen. Truly seen. And you are magnificent. Promise.

7 Comments

  • Nikki Turner

    My gremlins where shouting at me…. shouting soo loud I couldn’t hear myself, my true self, think… I thought to myself… who am I to ask for assistance? Who am I to take something new on and actually think I can do it? Who am I to say I have a voice… hear me?? Then came your voice, your words and I knew, I was me!!

    Thank you, as always Amy, for reminding me that it’s ok to shine also!!!

  • Suddenly Jamie

    So lovely and warm, Amy … like one of your soulskins – wrapped around my shoulders.
    Sometimes it is hard to see the value and beauty of our own light when the lights of others are blinding us, but the glimmer of the smallest candle, the tiniest firefly, the most distant star – each helps to light the way, each helps to bring a little sparkle and magic into the world.
    May we each learn to believe in the quiet power of our own light and give ourselves permission to celebrate it by setting it free in the world.
    Hugs!

  • Rebecca

    I love this!

    “Can’t you see the way that I hold myself in my chair, my back straight and shoulders thrown back, monarch of my own domain?”

    I did just that as I read your words. Sat up straight, threw back my shoulders and held my head high. And it feels good.

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