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justkimuOkay, first, this song and video makes my cry buckets of mama tears. How cute are those two little kids holding hands and sleeping on the rocks. For the love of All Things Sacred...wouldn't the world be a better place if we could be like these kids?
Right now I'm experiencing a lot of heavy duty stuff. One of my big baby girls is not doing well, my health took a big, weird swing this week, The Mister is working so much that I don't see him for days, the doc pulled back the wee boy's bits without asking and it freaked him out so badly that he still whimpers about it, little faery girl has a soul so deep that she drinks the marrow of every living thing around her, other big baby girl is entering puberty, my intuition has been on super-charged so much that I can hear the grass whisper beneath my feet, and I think that I need Mary Poppins (the Disney Version) to come and carry me away to distant shores.
In short, I'm knee-deep in the middle of the hardest, most meaningful change in my soul. However, I won't embrace it because I'm too damn scared to open up to the Beauty of My Self because the ghosts in my mental closet won't let me be. So I sit here in fear, like a self-absorbed mad-woman and fret about the state of our planet while rocking my dear sweet faery girl to sleep. I sneak into the girls' room to touch the faces of angels, and snuggle just a little closer to my magical giant boy. I am alone in this, and there is a reason why The Mister has been totally unavailable. The Universe, in all its chaotic, wonderful, and sometimes gut-wrenching beauty, has decided that now is the time for me to get my shit together.
There is no way I can do it, I think to myself, but yet I get up another day and "chop wood; carry water" into the next phase of my life.
Understand that no matter how fact we run, no matter how deep we hide, there is no place to hide from our destiny. Life will catch up to us and give us the tongue-lashing we need, or the deep hug, or the unponderable mystery...and it will always, always, always vote on the side of Love. Only when we live in Love can we see the beauty that is around us.
No "manifestation madness" can overcome the power of Love. Let us manifest Love and Healing into our lives instead of cars, or money, or control. When you wake up tomorrow think, "I'm bringing more Love into the world, and I'm a positive instrument of change."
Anyway...that is where I am. I've stepped off the ledge, found my safety net, and am crossing to the other side. Not sure where that will take me, but I know it is where I must go.
=)
Love and cupcakes to you all! :)
Right now I'm experiencing a lot of heavy duty stuff. One of my big baby girls is not doing well, my health took a big, weird swing this week, The Mister is working so much that I don't see him for days, the doc pulled back the wee boy's bits without asking and it freaked him out so badly that he still whimpers about it, little faery girl has a soul so deep that she drinks the marrow of every living thing around her, other big baby girl is entering puberty, my intuition has been on super-charged so much that I can hear the grass whisper beneath my feet, and I think that I need Mary Poppins (the Disney Version) to come and carry me away to distant shores.
In short, I'm knee-deep in the middle of the hardest, most meaningful change in my soul. However, I won't embrace it because I'm too damn scared to open up to the Beauty of My Self because the ghosts in my mental closet won't let me be. So I sit here in fear, like a self-absorbed mad-woman and fret about the state of our planet while rocking my dear sweet faery girl to sleep. I sneak into the girls' room to touch the faces of angels, and snuggle just a little closer to my magical giant boy. I am alone in this, and there is a reason why The Mister has been totally unavailable. The Universe, in all its chaotic, wonderful, and sometimes gut-wrenching beauty, has decided that now is the time for me to get my shit together.
There is no way I can do it, I think to myself, but yet I get up another day and "chop wood; carry water" into the next phase of my life.
Understand that no matter how fact we run, no matter how deep we hide, there is no place to hide from our destiny. Life will catch up to us and give us the tongue-lashing we need, or the deep hug, or the unponderable mystery...and it will always, always, always vote on the side of Love. Only when we live in Love can we see the beauty that is around us.
No "manifestation madness" can overcome the power of Love. Let us manifest Love and Healing into our lives instead of cars, or money, or control. When you wake up tomorrow think, "I'm bringing more Love into the world, and I'm a positive instrument of change."
Anyway...that is where I am. I've stepped off the ledge, found my safety net, and am crossing to the other side. Not sure where that will take me, but I know it is where I must go.
=)
Love and cupcakes to you all! :)