Journal Entry - July 16, 2015.
Part Two of how Morning Pages(my journal)helped me process through a change.
Searching for a way…to reconcile my feelings with what will, inevitably, happen. I walked my woods looking for a sign.
There was the robin, never leaving my path.
“Let go of the drama and allow as much joy and laughter into your life as you can.” (S. Farmer, 2006)
Dragonflies have been plentiful, as well, and I have been ignoring this part of the message because I felt safe.
“Be on the lookout for any falsehoods, deceit, or illusions that are clouding a current situation or relationship.”
In the pond, turtles are poking their heads up between crowded lily pads.
“At this time, pay particular attention to the shifting sensations in your body, as these are, energetically, resonating with subtle changes in the vibrations of the earth. Get out on the land and walk around at about half your usual pace, using it as a meditation.”
Then, the geese.
“This is a time of good fortune.”
Ah, it doesn’t feel like that, actually.
“Call on your ancestors for guidance and protection and once you do you’ll notice a significant increase in your spiritual awareness. Even though it may not always appear to be so, you are very well protected.”
Then, I came upon a deer, too suddenly, and scared it a bit.
“You’ve been involved in some aggressive, negative circumstances and need to seek out safe, nurturing situations and people.”
And, that’s what I did last night. My head hurts from a bit too much wine, but it felt good to listen to the prospective of another (outside eyes). She gave good sound advice even through my tears, of which there were many yesterday.
Ok, so here it is again…my daughter and her family are working on a move to North Carolina. Her husband is committed to finding work there and has indeed interviewed, now twice, with a company. My daughter is pregnant with my second grand baby. It doesn’t matter. My other daughter and I have tried so hard to help with their son, giving them opportunities for nights out, even whole weekends for small vacations, not to mention providing weekly childcare so he has never had to deal with the rush of a morning schedule, or leave his home.
I think, my daughter wants to go 100%. My other daughter thinks that she has to want this for her husband. She doesn’t have a choice.
Still, yesterday, I nearly lost it when I realized that this daughter sought out guidance, from a trusted shaman, on how to deal with ME! I had picked up vibes that something was going on, so I asked her if her husband was interviewing for another job. When she said “yes”, my only response was, “Where, this time.” I stayed quiet. No tears. Still she contacted her shaman. As I reflected on that, further, I did, indeed, feel as though I had become a burden; the one obstacle in the way for their true life. Here, I had been thinking that I was working hard to be a great help. I called my other daughter, sobbing. She helped right my sinking boat for the time being. Yet, still today, I feel old and in the way.
But then this daughter calls and says,
“Could you come early today. I have a meeting at 8:30.”
And, of course, I will be there.
My grandson doesn’t know the ache I feel, right now, anticipating lost moments.