The Spark Behind the Word ‘Essential’
Essential
“Essential” a small word with major authority. It doesn’t just suggest importance; it tells us what truly matters. Health, happiness, even tea it all comes down to what is essential.
Lately, I’ve been asking myself, “Who was I before the wounds?” I travel back through the 3-year-old, 10-year-old, 14-year-old, 16-year-old versions of me; each carrying pivotal moments, some painful, some buried, many shaping who I am today. Even now, life’s challenges sometimes trace a winding path back to those childhood experiences.
Through it all, I’ve come to see the essential me:
Forgiving, sometimes to a fault.
Loving and kind.
Creative, artistic, a daydreamer.
Uniquely different, and proud of it.
As a child, I dreamed of being a counselor or teacher, inspired by those who listened and saw me. While I may not hold a formal title, I’ve lived into that calling through encouraging others, creating safe spaces, and choosing compassion.
I used to say, “I’m not who I used to be.” Now I see I am not what I used to be but what I used to be, combined with all I’ve endured, shaped the dignity, character, and quiet strength within me.
And that is ESSENTIAL.
Reflection: Who were you before the wounds? What parts of that person still live in you today?