Point of View

There are moments in life that arrive like whispers in the wind, quiet yet profound, nudging us toward something deeper. For me, that whisper has often come in the form of words written on paper, a note with a phrase printed on it, or a full poem that flows out of me when thoughts feel too limited to make sense of what is in my heart. The words for this new song, Point of View, came to me in one of those moments, a moment when I felt the gentle pull of transformation, the kind that comes not from outside but from within.

As you know, I’ve been on a healing journey for a while now, and a significant part of that journey has been about facing and understanding the mother wound. It has taken time, reflection, and a lot of courage to admit that this wound exists, let alone begin to explore it. The mother wound is something many of us carry silently, a deep ache that comes from unmet needs, misunderstandings, the spaces where love should have been but wasn’t.

But here is what I’ve come to learn: healing is not linear. It is not something we simply “get over” either. It is a spiral, an ever-unfolding journey that brings us back to the same places again and again, but the magic is that we can arrive with a new perspective each time. This song, Point of View, is about that journey, about moving through those layers, about climbing higher and seeing things differently.

Seeing with New Eyes

When I first began to confront my own mother wound, I felt stuck. I felt weighed down by a heaviness I could not name, a mix of resentment, sadness, confusion, and even guilt. I wanted so badly to just be “okay,” to fix whatever was broken. But what I’ve come to realize is that healing is not about fixing; it is about feeling, really feeling. It is about allowing yourself to sit with the discomfort, to be present with the pain, and to see it for what it is without judgment.

At the beginning of my healing journey, I thought I was climbing a straight path, moving away from the pain of my past, trying to reach a place where it no longer affected me. But healing has not been like that. Life does not work like that. The path is winding; it is a spiral. Each turn brings me back to familiar territory, but with a different perspective and wisdom. And that is what Point of View is really about. It is about returning to those old wounds, those old hurts, but seeing them with new eyes, from a new height of compassion.

Embracing the Spiral

I have started to see this spiral as a gift rather than a curse. Each time I come back around to those painful places, I am given another chance to look at them differently, to understand them more deeply. I am realizing that the things I once saw as failures or shortcomings in my relationship with my mother were often just two people, two human beings, doing the best they could with what they had.

My mother carried her own wounds, her own unhealed traumas. As much as I wanted her to be the perfect, loving, caring mother that I needed, the truth is, she was simply human. Recognizing this has allowed me to start seeing her with more compassion, more grace. And in doing so, I have found that I am also extending that same compassion to myself.

Letting Go of Old Stories

In the song, I write about “the things I carried, they slip away. I don’t need them, not today.” Those things were the narratives I had constructed around my pain, the stories I told myself to make sense of what I felt. But as I have climbed this spiral staircase, I have begun to see that those stories, while they served a purpose, no longer serve me. I do not need to hold onto them anymore. I do not need to define myself by the pain I experienced or the love I felt was missing.

This path is not simple. Sometimes my ego pulls me back to the hurt as it seeks validation. I am learning to allow it without judgment or shame. I am honoring all of it in this moment, inviting every part to the table so it can be heard and integrated, so it becomes my resilience instead of my burden.

Finding Compassion in the Complexity

One of the biggest lessons I am learning is that healing is complex, just like the relationships we have with our mothers. There are layers upon layers of emotions, love, anger, resentment, grief, longing, all intertwined. It is messy and beautiful and sometimes it feels like it is all happening at once. But within this complexity, I am finding compassion.

Compassion for my mother, who carried her own burdens, who made her own mistakes, and who loved in the best way she knew how. And compassion for myself, for all the times I felt like I was too much or not enough, for all the times I felt like I needed to be different to be loved.

Encouraging Growth and Letting Go

Point of View is more than just a song; it is a reminder to myself, and hopefully to anyone who listens, that growth is not a straight line. It is a spiral. And each step we take on this spiral brings us closer to our true selves, to a deeper understanding of who we are and what we need. It is about learning to let go of the things that no longer serve us, to release the burdens we have carried for too long, and to embrace the beauty of who we are becoming.

If you are on a similar journey, know that you are not alone. Healing takes time, and it is okay to feel like you are circling back to the same places over and over again. Trust that with each turn, as long as you remain open, you are seeing things with a clearer view, a deeper understanding. Trust that you are moving closer to freedom, to peace, to wholeness.

The Journey Continues

I don’t have all the answers, and I don’t know where this spiral will lead me next. But I do know that I am committed to the journey, to continuing to climb, to continuing to grow. I am committed to seeing myself, and my mother, with more compassion and more grace. And I am committed to sharing this journey with you, in all its rawness and beauty, because I believe we heal in community, in connection, in vulnerability.

Thank you for being here, for reading, and for listening to the song.

I hope Point of View resonates with you in some way, and I hope that wherever you are on your own spiral, you feel a little less alone, a little more understood. Keep climbing, keep shifting, keep growing. You are exactly where you need to be.