I started this week on a 9 AM Flight to Orlando, FL.
The plan was to meet with a friend’s mom. All he said was I can’t help you, it’s not my gift you need to go spend some time with my mom. Not really feeling like I was in a position to argue, I agreed through tears. My flight was booked and accommodations were set. I woke up Monday and walked straight into the unknown.
I agreed through tears. My flight was booked and accommodations were set. I woke up Monday and walked into the hotel room of a stranger to get help.
I’m sharing because I want you to have a measure of the amount of pain I was in before the trip began. I was in enough pain to say yes to any solution even if the solution was several hundred miles away. Even if that solution meant talking to an almost stranger. Even if that solution didn’t make sense.
Within minutes of meeting with my friend’s mom, I was in tears. She gently helped me through a transformative therapeutic process. We talked all morning and afternoon for three days.
I had some pretty terrible beliefs limiting my perspective and I invested every ounce of my faith in getting rid of those beliefs in my three days of therapy.
I’m learning that my whole self is required for my next life adventure. I’ve gotten pretty far in life compartmentalizing but my purpose just like your purpose requires that you bring your whole entire self to the table. So I’m learning to live whole.
I miss my son so we are planning a visit. He’ll come to Chicago for an extended visit as will some of my other friends.
Big Magic by Elizabeth Gilbert
Myself. I haven’t felt love for myself in a long time and I’m so happy to say I love me this week.