After what seems like forever, my meditation class has started up again. I love that class; we have a six week on, two (or three) week off schedule. When the class is on and I'm able to get to it, I feel so much more even and emotionally stable.
This time we're going to be looking at listening to our own inner voices... and to figure out who we are, in a way. I'm looking forward to that, because lately I've been feeling off.
I don't remember much of my childhood; I have some flashes of memory but for the most part, my childhood is just not there. I don't think anything horrific happened - I'm quite sure I wasn't sexually abused, for example - but for whatever reason, it seems that the memories have been tucked away. And I also think that some of those memories are starting to come back. This is rather a difficult experience, emotionally, and so I'm very glad that I'll have new meditation tools to help me. At least I'll be able to stay grounded during the process... although I don't expect that this process will take a while.