One More Trip Around the Sun

It has been a long year, and I’ve worked with some amazing teachers. I’m blessed and grateful to them, even some of you, my friends, who have unknowingly challenged me to rethink and look at instances differently. Whether or not I have the opportunity to tell you “thank you” personally, know that you, too, have made a difference in my life.

          I have often found healing in the sayings accompanying pictures. I share them with you in case you, too, need their healing words. We are all struggling, whether we acknowledge it or not. No one’s life is perfect. We have just learned to cover our wounds better than the next one.

          As I look forward to beginning my 73^rd trip around the sun, I offer you the gifts of healing I have learned:

• Open the wound(s) safely with someone you trust. Expose all the ragged edges. Search deep into the crevices – then expose them to the light;

• • Ask for forgiveness from your inner child, who has protected you all these years. Ask her (or him) to forgive you for all the times you couldn’t protect her because of the conditioning we learned at an early age. Tell her how much you love and appreciate her for all she has done for you. Then tell her you forgive her for all the times she couldn’t protect you. It works both ways.
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When you learn to reframe a wound and its story and look at it in a new light, you might find that what you thought something meant, had taken and lived with for many years in a negative light, really wasn’t what it meant. Maybe they were giving you permission to go and live your life to its fullest, to find my best life ever. Isn’t that what every parent or step-parent should want for their child?

I’ve spent 55 years hating my stepfather for something he said before marrying my mother seven years after my father’s death. My stepfather passed away three days before my birthday (September 20^th) in 2015. I’m sorry I didn’t have the opportunity to tell him I finally understood what he meant that day in 1968 – “I no longer needed to be responsible for my mother.” I thought he was saying I was no longer needed and throwing me out of MY family. I’m sorry; now that the wound is open and healing, I couldn’t give him the chance to be the father I lost at age ten. He was only telling me to go live my best life ever.

    I’ve opened all the wounds I know about in this and all timelines, exposing them to the light, love, and forgiveness. Finally, my magnificently created body can do what it does best – heal itself without the need for band-aids or cover-ups. After 72 years, I have laid my stories, stories I have told myself and others, to rest. I have released them to the ethers in imaginary balloons to float high into the sky so they do no harm to Mother Earth and her children – for we are those children, just now in adult bodies. Our spirits still carry the memories of the child who found magic in the new world in which it was born.

          Seek the magic; Do No Harm; Do Right. We are all equal: One planet, one race, one ancestry, one destiny. Recognize and honor the divine energy that exists in all living things…

Those are the words, my gifts to you, that I leave with you on this, my birthday. A day in which I celebrate my rebirth, another year wiser. It has been a long year of painful memories and stories, but they heal now. Any stragglers that may surface later on are now able to open themselves on their own to heal.

    It’s time to write again, for I am a writer and a healer, an old soul with a spiritualist/creator soul path. My mission in this lifetime is healing with words, words often brought forth from the sages of times itself – our past, present, and future lives. I can’t wait to see what this next trip holds and the many discoveries it will reveal. Happy birthday to me and to you!