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Life hurts…

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Life hurts…

I can feel so much. Feel everything. Whirling around inside of me and I don’t even know what it is I can feel. Fear, insecurity, being on the edge of something, healing, moving on, letting go…perhaps its all of those and everything at the same time.

Over the past 15 years, maybe a little more, so much has happened in my life…massive love, found and then lost; near suicide; vulnerability and pain; pregnancy; abortion; rape; babies; marriage; divorce; abandonment; losing family…but most of all through all of this, after losing myself for so many years, doing the work, and finding myself again. Or at least getting on the path to getting there and finally figuring out who am, what is important, and where my place in the world is.

I can’t decide if this writing is self-indulgent, but you know what, if it is, who cares?! Who am I hurting? No one. And for me, that has become the key. Hurt no one, especially yourself. Listen to yourself. Listen. And that is the greatest gift anyone can give to anyone else…to listen. To be present for that person, in that moment.

The world has become a pretty crappy place to live, and it would be so easy to get depressed, and give up. God knows, we have all felt that way at times; I know I have. But I have come to realise that obsessing about what is happening in the world doesn’t change what is happening in the world! All I can do is my bit. All I can do is make my life the best it can be. Do the work. Figure my shit out. And yeah, that hurts. It hurts like hell. But so what?! Isn’t that better than feeling nothing? Isn’t that better than not wanting to heal? Isn’t that better than sitting in the shit and doing nothing about it? Lotus flowers grow out of the shit…quite literally.

And that’s what I’m doing. That’s all any of us can do. The only way to open our eyes is to first look within. Find out what makes us who we are. Find out what makes us tick. And when you’ve found it, run with it. Because that is your purpose, your reason for being. And along the way, there’s nothing wrong with stumbling, or making a mess. We are human. Humans are here to make a mess!

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And then, I disappeared….

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And then, I disappeared….

Over time we change. They say a leopard doesn’t change its spots, but my spots have certainly changed, in good and bad ways.

I’ve grown, and am still growing. Though there are things that come up in life that make you shrink, also, and affect who you are even as the growth occurs. Hard things, that at the time seem like the worst thing in the world. But actually, move you forward…the end of a job; the end of a relationship…

The pain in itself helps you move forward and grow, and become a better version of who you were. And then, maybe next time, you can do it better, from the insight that the difficult times brought you.

I’m growing and moving forward. And as I do this, everything is changing, and it’s hard, but it’s how it should be, and for that I am grateful 😊

The Journey Never Ends…

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The Journey Never Ends…

The twists and turns of life can be surprising. As I get older, I wonder if that’s a good thing, or a bad thing?!!

I’m on a journey. A spiritual journey, and once you get on that train, you can’t get off! Believe me, I’ve tried!

Learning to embrace this ‘trip’ is something that takes a little time, stepping away from fear, and deciding to grow and move forward. Soooo, easy to say, not easy to do.

From my own experience, and from the experience of others I have spoken to, its a trip of major ups and downs. And, when you reach the point growth that you truly start to accept yourself, that’s when everything you ever knew, that wasn’t really who your authentic self relates to, it all falls away. And when it happens, its liberating and terrifying, in equal measure.

But, once you learn to embrace the change, and deal with the emotion that has come with it, its amazing and exciting. The freedom I now feel is something I have never had before.

Upbringing has a lot to do with the fear. The way we are raised and the culture around us is, in the main, responsible for our morality and the expectations we place upon ourselves. That is just the pressure we put on ourselves, not mentioning that put on us by others.

Learning to let it all go, and choose our own lives is hard….but so worth it 🙂

Change of Seasons and the Soul Singing

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Change of Seasons and the Soul Singing

Life is good. This is my current mantra.

I am healthy and happy and find myself not wanting for anything, and I can’t tell you what a wonderful place that is to be, and one that I am not taking for granted. I relish this feeling. This positivity.

This time of year is one of my favourite, also. The beauty that surrounds us with the change of seasons as the leaves start to die back and their incredible autumnal colours show themselves to us. Every morning when I drive my children to school, and living in the countryside, I am lucky enough to drive down roads surrounded by gorgeous trees, whom are now in the process of changing their colours. The light at this time of year changes. The sun is lower in the sky, and when the light comes through the trees in shafts through the heavy foliage, the beauty it shows is untold.

Light shaftsEvery time I see a scene like this, it literally takes my breath away, and brings me crashing back into the moment I’m living in, without realising it has happened until I arrive, and the surprise of it makes my heart surge.

I have realised that my life is full of people that I love and cherish, and that in itself is something that cannot be disregarded as lacking in importance. As I have previously mentioned, I am looking at moving house. I was planning to move areas, but I have now come to see that I love where I live, I love my children, I love my friends, I love my town and the places around it…why would I move away from somewhere I love and the people in it?

And, I think I have found someone whom I can build something with, a relationship, and my heart is full of hope. But for the first time in my life, and in any relationship, I am completely me, authentically. I am open and honest and real. I know that may seem a strange thing to say, but if you think about it, when we meet  someone we want to be involved with, there is always an element of self-preservation through holding back and using the armour we have created for ourselves over the previous heart breaks.

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The quote about from Anais Nin is so applicable. And I have realised that we cannot experience the true joy that may be available to us unless we allow ourselves to step onto the path of love, and walk with it, wherever it may take us. So, that’s where I’m going.

I am blessed and I am happy, and I plan to stay that way 🙂

People are difficult…especially me!

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I’ve been single for a long time. In that time, I’ve gotten used to having my own space, doing things in ways I’m used to, without having to consult anyone else. I’ve become protective of my children during that time, and having to be both mother and father to both of them (even though they still see their Dads, they are not constantly around), I am good cop and bad cop, and finding the balance can be hard, particularly if you are feeling out of sorts.

I know I can be a difficult person to be around sometimes. I know I am blunt and direct, and sometimes that is needed, though often I feel like I’m misunderstood, and that my reaction to a situation is misconstrued, and I feel the unfairness of it deeply.

Being single, and particularly a single parent, means you make all the decisions for you and your kids alone without any consultation. In many ways, that’s very liberating. But sometimes, the burden becomes heavy, and can weigh you down.

I feel a weight right now. I am about to move me and my children to a new area. I am totally convinced hat his is the right thing to do. But the ‘change’ and newness of it, especially doing it alone, is frightening, and I do feel alone. If I was having this discussion with friends or family, I know they would simply pick up on me being worried, and suggest I was making a mistake, instead of helping me embrace the change.

I think the fear and the change is making me so much more sensitive to everything else around me, so, for example, if something happens that is negative, I feel it more keenly and it hurts more deeply. And that in itself is hard because it makes me feel pathetic!

Change is hard. New is hard. But it’s good and I’m trying to be brave

The Stress of Change

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So I’m moving house, and so far I’m really not enjoying the whole experience!

Change is so much easier when we are younger. We adapt more easily and things don’t seem so hard. We make and decision, and go with it, moving along as the universe guides us, mindfully, to the path that serves us best. Why is it so much harder to do that as we get older?

I am really feeling the weight of the responsibility of making this decision and doing it right for me and my children. Most people going through this kind of change with children in tow, have a partner to lean of for support, and to discuss the implications and ins and outs of the move, for you and for the children. But not when you are doing it alone, and its hard.

We are moving areas, which means not only are we moving house, my oldest needs a new school and my youngest a new nursery, and that in itself is driving me to distraction with the choices to be made!

I think the worst part is the waiting….waiting for my current house to sell; waiting for someone to sell an appropriate and affordable house for us to move to; waiting to know where exactly their new school and nursery should be which can’t be sorted until the house is sorted! Stress on top of stress!

And its hard to be patient and wait for the universe to bring it into line to work as it is supposed to for the greatest benefit of all. Patience is not a virtue I am blessed with, which my mother has already taken the blame for by her own admission!

So, I’m waiting and trying to enjoy the process…….its a tough one!

 

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Having thought about it, I have realised a big part of what I’m feeling is grief.

Grief for the life I had; for my marriages; for what has happened whilst I’ve been in this house; for the person I once was and the person I have become; for my children not having their fathers around all the time; for this being the only home I’ve known since my childhood one and moving being such a wrench….and many other things.

It just hit me that besides the stress of the move, there is dealing with letting go. I have spent the best part of a decade in this house, and now its time to move on, its hard.

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On this graph depicting the Satir Change Model, I would say I am somewhere around ‘chaos’ at the moment! Somewhere in there, if I was designing it, I would add initial excitement (depending on the change one is living through, of course!), but now, it feels like grief and fear, and I’m so ready for the next part!

So, universe, bring it on, its time!!