Want to hear about my profound Spiritual Experience Christmas morning?
Well, I was up early (what mom isn't on Christmas morning--no matter how old your kids are?
) And I was just sitting on my Throne (my bed), when all of a sudden I
was flooded with Overwhelming Love, Appreciation and Gratitude for my
body... Yes, that's right!--for my very immortal body! It was like Oh My
God! I Love You So Much!!... I was Weeping! There was No Thought
involved... you know what I mean?... No
thought preceded this Awakening. I completely fell in love with my dear
body in that moment, just the way it is. And I spoke to it and
everything! "I'm going to live forever, but you aren't, and I will miss
you!" <weep> "You have been my constant companion and teacher!"
"You are so perfect and beautiful! I Love You So Much!" <weep>
It went on like that for about 10 minutes or so! I was hoping it would last, you know? And it truly is!
I Wish This For Everyone!
Our bodies and us are our original life-long Love Story. It only took me nearly 58 years to recognize that.
Mostly About My FOO (family of origin), And My Recovery From Them -- "If you know your mother doesn't tell you the truth, don't keep acting like she does." ~ Iyanla Vanzant "If you know that your father has a tendency to not honor his word, don't keep trusting he's going to do what he says he's going to do (just) because he's your father." ~ Iyanla Vanzant
2016 Update: I care more about this blog than I do that "they" can read it, otherwise I'd stop writing it and create a new one. As long as they finally leave me and my little family alone, there should be no problem, even though I requested that they don't read it. Since they have no interest in my writing, I'm probably safe. I hope so hard they will finally respect our wishes of no contact. I care so much about telling the truth and bringing healing. I fought my entire life to bring communication, truth, and healing to my FOO. There's nothing left to fight for so I have given up, at age 59. I can now only bring healing to myself and other survivors through my words. I finally went back to work on my heart-wrenching memoir that I wrote in 2012 that I originally wrote for them as my last Hope of getting my beloved family of origin and relatives back. But, There Are None So Blind As Those Who Will Not See