How human is our home life, It’s messy, crazy and a place where we fail, We let our hair down and wail, We cry for something more than we have, Less mess, More quiet, Where our wishes fall into our pillows amongst a sea of tears at times, Our deepest desires get whispered to our dogs, And our long desire of embrace falls into the arms of our children, Be honest, everyones got stuff under their couches…
You put on your pretty face, Make up your bed, Put on some nice clothes, And do up your hair, Week after week you show up like a princess, When all I can think is about your mess under your bed.
Everyone’s got it, behind closed doors, In the staircase cupboard or in the bottom drawers. It might be the car is trashed from the kids, Or there’s food down your couch side, Or unwashed dishes in the sink,
How ever you present, Or how you see someone else, Just think about all the things, That us humans hide.
What if you became bigger than your past? What if it no longer ruled your life daily? Is is a daily battle inside your mind, where you can’t stop reliving the past?
If this is you, then join my free bootcamp where you’ll be able to walk yourself through the 5 days with daily mini-tasks and begin your healing journey.
Hi I’m Emma, creator of this bootcamp, and owner of In Her Heart Healing. I have begun walking women through their healing process, inspired by my best friend, paired with with my experiences and history I have collaborated this information into an program to help women become unstuck and inspire them to finally make the shift from hurt to healing.
By the end of this free bootcamp you’ll begin snapping those negative patterns that have been holding you back, know where you have been & where your going. You’ll learn how to flip negative thoughts on their heads and being walking with inner confidence.
All participants get a free PDF journal to track progress!
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Holding space for the feelings, Letting them flood in, Quiet, meek and selfish, The emotional lords come in,
Telling me lies and fakery, Got the tricks up their sleeves, Uninterested, bland, distasteful, The doubts start creeping in.
You’ll be alone forever, Way to stuff that one up, You have no time in the world, It almost makes you wanna hurl,
The lies and the fakery, Confusion and the blame, Anger and unforgiving, All end up the same,
Stinking, festering, taking a-hold, Gripping fast on its prey, Bunkering down for nights on end, Waiting for it’s victory day…
But festering feelings never come to much, And that’s not what I’ve been told, Straight from the word of the mouth, From our great and mighty God.
Forgive those time and time and time again, Even when they are sour, Even when their best foots festering, When they repent, give them loving power,
Show them grace, show them love, Show them your inner light, Let them know you’re alright.
Even when they don’t repent, Forgive them still, anyway. For they know not the burden they’ve caused, They might not care anyway,
Forgive them of your own free will, It’s simple, do it today, For keeping the burden they don’t know, Isn’t on their mind anyway,
Your energy is better spent, Doing things you love, You know why, right my love? The impact you’ll make will forever go beyond and above,
But you need to forgive those who once you loved.
For those who hurt you, The same applies, You’ll loose your sleep, while they shut their eyes, You won’t rest until something is done, So do it now, your work can be done,
For tomorrow you’ll wake, Your soul is tired, Restless, broken, you’ll head uninspired, So you’ll play the same loop, again and again, Until you do something, My dear best friend.
Forgive them, even when it hurts, It’s unjust, unfeeling, and for sure the pain will crust, It’s ugly, it’s painful, and you didn’t deserve that shit, That person was an ass to you, But they won’t admit.
So heal yourself, And heal your pain, The marks and the scars from yesterday.
Dear Lord, I pray for anyone reading this, anyone going through a hard time right now, anyone fighting demons telling them they aren’t good enough, that they are unforgivable, that they can’t forgive, I pray that your love fall upon us, teach us how to forgive. In Jesus name, banish those demons, their lies, their fog and confusion. I pray over everyone reading this today, that you may work in their hearts, and bring light into their life where the darkness is grasping at. In Jesus name, amen.
Come on over to my website and check out the courses to begin your journey from hurting to healing http://www.inherhearthealing.com
I knew there was a disconnect, between who I am and me. Something that doesnt align, and breaks my heart to see. The way I parent my inner child, is my mum, and is just not me… So how would I parent myself, if I erased my mum and parent the parent I can be?
I would take all the clocks down, remove all devices, send my kids for outside time, and take down the threats of violence against devices.
My children have exhausted me, all up today, Whinging, questioning, talking and talking, I have dreamed of doing the walking.
I would have a quiet house, alone. Kids playing happily, but it really ain’t the norm.
Breaking out of my mum’s mould gently, in the strongest way I know. Quietly, quietly, attention to me, I am on my way home.
I welcome in the ugly feeling, Suffocating. The shame, the guilt and and welcoming the blaming, Deflecting, rejecting, negotiating, Souls on the line, I’m suffocating, The empty, the hurt, the suffering, The silence, the boredom, disengaging, Self sabotaging, The frustration, the headaches, the isolation, The banishment, undetected, Living a lie, always breathing, Fighting, shouting, blasting of my lungs, Headaches spinning round, heads on the pound, The hurt, the heavy, the empty in my soul, Rupturing above the sky high cloud, Scaring, the blasting, the sound of my cry, From deep in my soul on the darkest of night.
Lord, I pray that you be with me now, in the valley of darkness you’ll be my rod and my staff and you’ll comfort me. In Jesus name, amen..
In Her Heart Healing 
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