Each of our wounds is a piece of our consciousness stuck in a wounded state. It is a fragment that holds energy. We are each like a thousand pieces inside, each piece with it’s own agenda. Some working against other pieces. Some are happy, some are sad, some are scared, some are hiding deep inside, some are stuck in a childlike state, some feel completely squashed, some want to die. Of course we don’t feel Life’s power. Our power is diluted and distributed among all the pieces of us, and some of those pieces don’t even want to be alive.