I seem to be experiencing an identity shift. My destructive cellular memories have healed, so there's a bit of a void left that hasn't yet been filled. Who I am is not who I was but neither is it yet who I'm going to be. LOL!

It feels like a void. Blah!

I guess there's a process of letting go that I'm not entirely conscious of but which is creating some grief? I've experienced this before, when I've been working on healing something, it clears, and I have a week or so of disorientation during which I don't quite recognize myself. It always passes, but usually feels like it never will.

And here I am, again. Lovely!