Recently I quizzed my longest known friend of 29 years, and another that I’ve known for 12 what their opinions of me were … the harshest thing that was said is, “Well, you’re weird”. And I thought, whew!
For a minute their (via someone’s vile perspectives) I was sucker punched right back into history. But not now, not after seeing and hearing the perspective of two people who know me well. How ridiculous that I would have ever entertained the opinion of one who knew me long ago.
Guilt or shame from the past can hinder us from progressing into the future. I really thought I had done well releasing that stuff, but a very kind person (a-hem) pulled it up and allowed me to see what still resides inside my heart. Now, because of this, I have opportunity to clean house a bit more, work I was not aware needed doing.
This one did not say the things said in order to help me (although, on a subconscious level this could be exactly what happened), however this is the case, a blessing was gifted me in the guise of attack. A showing of the hidden things in the crevasses of my heart, mind, and spirit/soul. Sometimes a tearing down must occur before a building up can happen.
I am excited, for the last Green Corn experienced was pure bliss. The opportunity I’ve had to face these hidden shames, the release that has taken place, the soothing my sisters have provided, and remaining with those I’ve been doing ceremony with, the next corn planting should be an even greater, heavenly experience.
‘Self’ cannot be truly understood without these ‘helpers’, so I bow to them. We have no need to visit this matter again. Seeing clearly, and thinking we are seeing clearly are two distinct things. In this circle our thoughts either assist us, or further our blindness. It is important to ask of ourself if what people tell us they see is actually there, or simply a reflection, a gaslighting, of their own inner reality.
It is not wise to harbor the opinions of ourself that others hold within their perspective (unless it is awesome!). Those in the practice of tearing people down should be used for the opportunities of growth they provide, nothing more that that. Use the lesson for continued growth, and move on.
I am the Sea! Every wave I feel distinctly as it rises and falls in me. I say to myself, “I’ll sit and wait.”
Why do I light all these candles and close my eyes, you ask? When the wax melts on these home made votives, it smells lovely. Smooth, slow jazz plays in my ears, shifting my energy flow.
There is this need in me to get in touch with my sensitivities … mind, body unity. Meditation (sitting still, in silence) and breathing are super important. Knowing that what we do does not have to look like it does for other people is important also. We are all different, after all, and yet the same.
When I say I am this or that, one or the other, I have not lied about who I am. I am Polarity.
I close my eyes and see the silhouette of a black cat open mouth, swallowing a dinosaur. HA! She ate a dinosaur! A striped tabby at rest, laying atop a wooden banister. CATS everywhere! They’ve been visiting me for a number of years now.
What the heck does Beta, Zemper, Mover mean?
Interesting … I’ve always said I was slow on the uptake … but once I get it, I get it.