Freedom at Day Zero

is both difficult and necessary to share. I listened to my soul and made a choice to travel back from age 28 to age 3, to tell that girl-child that everything is now okay. I went back to meet my younger self: to hold and hug her, to scream and cry with her, to hold the space so that she could tell her story as I would tell her mine. I examined my life and all of its pieces, looking at each one individually, and isolating the events. She told me a story of strength, courage, peace, love, and finally - freedom. Forever in dialogue. Forever in community. Forever in the commitment, I made to all the parts of us. All the lives we have lived.