Self-Compassion


Self-Compassion

This Medicine Doll sat with me half-finished for almost two years. My original intention was to honor a woman in my life diagnosed with a fatal illness. I wanted to give her an expression of heartfelt compassion, love and empathy for what she was facing. 

Before I could finish, I felt the nudge to take a pause. My instinctual inner voice told me that She would not be received well. I didn’t understand what that meant, but I trusted it. It felt sad to stop working on her and let her sit, unclothed and unadorned, but clearly emoting her energy. Time passed and so did a sister’s life. 

 I was told soon after her passing that I was not welcome to attend my sister’s memorial because I was not liked by the family. I did not know that. I remembered a prior incident of misunderstanding and was led to believe it had been fully resolved through mutual efforts to communicate and heal. It was then that I learned that resentment had been held and used as a target of betrayal. I felt heartbroken as doors and hearts were shut tight against me. These people had been family and suddenly they were not. It was a shock to my entire being and made my sister’s death even more painful.

When that happened to me, my heart turned dark and bitter, and I became triggered with early childhood messages of not belonging. The old book of ‘there’s something wrong with you’ stories flooded my mind with a constant, loud chatter. My body went into pain mode. I shrunk and withdrew myself in sorrow and doubt for a time. 

But you know what? Those projections are not my truth. It took some time to process and then the understanding of Her began to unfold. I knew the doll was meant for Self-compassion. 

How, in the face of betrayal and cruelty, do we continue to love and nurture ourselves? How do we continue to hold on to Self?

I know I can’t please everyone and when people project cruelty, it is usually a reflection on themselves. Yes, it hurts, but it is not Who I Am.

There are people in our lives who will not see you in your truth. It is also common for tribal family units and communities to stick together and push out someone who does not fit in to their ways of belief and behaviors. 

It’s important to remember that and not take it on as yours.

Blessings and Love,

Jerri Lynn Shelton

Jerri Shelton
"MY CALLING IS TO CREATE SACRED ART AND TO ENCOURAGE AND SUPPORT OTHER WOMEN WHO ARE ON THEIR OWN JOURNEY TOWARD THE AUTHENTIC SELF"

 I see you and I hear you.

My story is the story of millions of women.  I too know of those things we keep in the shadows but deep down, continue to plague us.  Those things of fear, of shame, guilt, abuse, abandonment and of not being believed.  Those things of sheer violation and betrayal.  Those deep longings that tug on our hearts.  The lasting effects often result in the weakening of our own boundaries, our voice, our courage, our power and our self-confidence and awareness.

......and then we stand up.  We say enough.  

We begin to reclaim what rightfully belongs to us.  We no longer fight what lurks in the shadow because we know how to shine the light on it.  We learn that the darkness is as important as the light,  We create a strong container filled with tools to use when necessary.  We find our 'tribe' and rejoice in supportive community.  We become authentic.

My given Spirit name is Knows Her Way.  My walk has always been the Medicine Way, even long before I had any idea of what that even was.  I've been on a life long quest of seeking truth, and understanding, and self realization through an intimate connection with nature and Spirit.  At times it's been quite an ass-kicking.   I'm still on that walk, but I can honestly say that I've come a very long way towards resolution and healing.    I believe it only gets better from here.  I've learned so much from many great teachers and these teachings have truly made me able to stand up, empowered, as a strong, grateful woman.  

My art intends to reach out and channel an intuitive energy that connects to Spirit.  My classes and private sit sessions intend the same purpose.  I share what I've learned along the way and of what I've come to know for sure.   May your heart be opened.

Aho Mitakuye Oyasin

Jerri

http://www.jerrishelton.com
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