At times my pain over the things I cannot change
Makes me lash out
There is a sorrow there that is lodged deep
Not always available to me
But lately as I practice giving this aching self
Comfort
Love and understanding
Slowly things change
And the negative mother inside
That only want to tear me down
Is no longer around
She was a wizened old hag
Who lacked feeling, heart and compassion
And just because she is gone
Does not mean I have lost my passion
Because in the end my authentic ravaged self
Knew the truth
That all along the way she treated and spoke to me
Was none other than an agonizing form
Of self abuse
Emerging From The Dark Night 
Incredibly insightful. So much healing is possible if we can stop listening to the hag that tries to tear us down from within. 💕
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Yes I’ve been re reading up on this inner negative mother complex I think it poisons our entire society as its formed by deeply embedded patriarchal forces hostile to instinct intuition and the deep soul.
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Quite a difficult internal adversary.
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Very
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