A Curse or a Blessing?

I thought ran through my head before I posted this image. I thought "people are going to see this picture and think 'oh god, here goes Bronwyn posting another picture of herself with that missing tooth.... ok we get it - you lost your tooth and you're ok with it, enough already' ". So I had to stop and think. Why am I posting these pictures? Am I trying to convince myself that I feel ok about it, am I being over the top? Well, as you can see I've posted the picture and that means my answer to myself is "no". Having fun with my current toothless smile is just me making lemonade with lemons and it's delicious. It started as a way to cope and actually, what seemed a curse is now a blessing. I have come to realise so many things about myself and others through this experience. I really do love all the comments and encouragement I'm getting from everyone however, these blogs and pictures are for me. A bit of creativity being expressed and I'm enjoying it. People who are truly tapping into their passion and their creativity make wonderful pieces of art, music and writing and, in my opinion, that other people enjoy them too is simply icing on their cake. Sometimes we are pushed into places where we can face our fears or hide and though losing a tooth can seem like quite a superficial thing to be afraid of it's actually a fear that many of us have. It plays out in your dreams. You know it don't you? That dream where your teeth are falling out? Yes well, that nightmare happens to me for real. This is not my first rodeo of having my tooth fall out but this is the first time that I decided not to hide until it was fixed and I can tell you all that what I was afraid of was smoke and mirrors. There is nothing to be afraid of except what your mind tells you and you can choose your thoughts. Last night I had a dream of facing myself in the mirror and even though I'm dealing with a teeth issue at the moment, in my dream what I was scared of was my eyes. My pupils were huge and scary and yet I decided to go closer to the mirror. I kept going and as I was about the touch the mirror I fell through it into a white light vortex. I was terrified and exhilarated at the same time. In true Alice in Wonderland style I went through the looking glass and as I fell I remember thinking "what I was scared of isn't real". So we can be controlled by our fears and hide from them or we can face them. Either decision is fine - the point is we can decide. Lots of love Bron the Hocus Pocus Witch. See More