Giving Up the Dream

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As children, we first believe we have the perfect parents. Then, we find that they are human and flawed.  As we grow up, we find out that our parents may have hurt us, or even abused us. Somehow, we always hold out this hope of being loved by our parents the way all children deserve.  For those of us who never received this kind of love, we seek this love through our authority figures, lovers, partners, and friends as adults.

For me, I constantly sought this love through my partners and lovers, as my father abused me as a child.  I always sought this love through others, as I never received the love I hope to receive from my father.  As I proceed through my emotional healing work, I realized now that in order to overcome all this sorrow and pain in my life, I must give up this dream of being loved by my father.

It is a difficult dream to give up as every child wants so desperately to be loved, and as adults, we live with this void in our lives.   Giving up this dream means accepting our parents for who they are, flawed and human.  My parents made many mistakes and hurt my family.  But in giving up this dream, we forgive and accept them as humans. In letting go of this dream, we let go of the pain we have held onto for so long. We surrender to the events of our past, and let go of the hope of a different outcome with our parents.

When we do, we no longer live in a fairy tale of the perfect family with perfect parents.  We live in our reality with our truth, although imperfect and flawed, it is nevertheless, our life.  Sending healing love, Brooke (Copyright 2014 Kundalini Spirit with All Rights Reserved)

6 responses to “Giving Up the Dream”

  1. I came across this at a time when it was perfect for me to hear it. Answer
    “Forgiving means giving up all hope for a better past,” said Jack Kornfield, PhD
    It wasn’t easy for me to accept at first.
    I vowed to focus on the present as a way to heal the past. It still does, and has made me a better father to my daughters.

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    1. This is beautiful! Thanks for sharing your deep felt experience with me and my readers. Blessings of healing light, Brooke

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    1. As always, thanks for the reblog! Blessings of light, Brooke

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  2. This is a particularly raw issue for me and I thank you for posting about it. The realisation that my parents were never perfect like I had to imagine they were (for my survival) felt like the ‘man behind the curtain’ in The Wizard of OZ. My parents were stressful and scary but I believed they knew everything and could protect me because they were capable of anything. When I grew up and the reality of the neglect and their humanness hit me, it was devastating and I felt so abandoned. It is a pain like no other. I really appreciate this post as I know I’m not alone.

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    1. Thank you for sharing your deep felt experiences with me and my readers. I am glad we can share this experience here! Blessings of healing light, Brooke

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