T.G.I.F. is in a written form this week as I am still too sore to fake it and create an inspiriting video with tips & tricks. Come on … you know I can’t fake it, so I will resume next Friday when my smile is true and ready to inspire you!
Meantime, I want to share some insights … I feel so loved and supported by this community! I have even had a few psychic colleagues that follow my work ask to help me to uncover what is beneath it all. God Bless them for wanting to help.
I immediately got the inner message of what the fall down the stairs was about.
My family of origin didn’t pay attention to me unless there was a serious obvious issue or diagnosis, and even then they went into their own drama and left me to deal. (side note – they did the best they could)
Funny how I did the same thing to me, in a way that wasn’t so obvious, until I fell down a flight of stairs. Yes, I had a serious medical issue with being told I am going blind in my right eye, and I just kept going on … as usual as I could.
I pushed through and put a good foot forward … and then boom!
I had some tears from the pain and the fracture and then I spotted the familiar (family of origin pattern.)
Who would have thunk it? Apparently, not me …
That’s how loyal our orphaned parts are. They want us to see and hear their cries for help.
So, for the past 3 weeks, I have been paying attention to my needs, and my inner-child parts.
Guess what?
My family (partner & 3 children) and friends have shown up to support me and help me in ways that really help me to feel so loved.
Old pattern ~ “I suck at getting help.”
I now have broken that pattern … (along with my collarbone and badly bruised ribs)… however, I pierced a hole in the ceiling of an inherited pattern within myself. I can actually laugh at myself throughout this whole adventure 🙂
Yah, I still am blind in my good seeing eye, but I am also very clear at what I see for myself and others.
Let the healing begin, I say!
Healers need to fall to their knees too sometimes.
I realize that it’s time for me to put me first and I am learning how to do that lovingly.
I am so grateful for what I am learning and, I want you to know… I am not a victim of circumstances even though the surgery that happened 3 yrs ago has left me blind.
I believe that God doesn’t make mistake and that some good is coming out of this.
The fall down the stairs was a gift to bring me back home to gratitude. To simply use your arms and move with ease is sometimes taken for granted.
Maybe this transparent sharing of mine can help someone that is reading this. For me it was about unexpressed grief and loss that I hadn’t processed yet.
I am not going away, in fact I am stronger and more focused than ever 🙂
I’ll see you next week!
with love & kindness as always
~Dana
