Sunlight pours through my kitchen window and birds chirp loudly as I cook myself french toast and slice fresh strawberries. It's a beautiful warm Sunday morning. It's Mothers Day. Spring is here! My Ipod plays the eclectic song list of my favs in the background. I am alone and happy. I find myself dancing around the kitchen as Sparky lays in the doorway giving me an odd look. I feel happiness bubble up in my chest and I laugh out loud although no one but my dog can hear me.
"There was a time when I was so broken hearted, love wasn't much of a friend of mine" , Steven Tyler and Aerosmith croon as I sing along. And suddenly I am aware of my story. Thanks Steven Tyler and of course the Universe for making me "hear it".
There was a time during the winter of my life, when my heart was dormant and lay dying. I hated to wake up and face the day, it loomed before me and seemed an insurmountable struggle. A tough place to be for someone like me, born with a blessing over their head and a spark in their eye! It was unsettling for one who always looks on the bright side to have a broken heart that could not feel much of anything good. My home was such a cold, lonely, silent ,place filled with reminders of loss and pain. But this morning everything was very different I felt blessed and the spark was back in my eyes..
When did it all change?
When had my winter given way to this beautiful Spring? Happiness and contentment had crept into my life like the slow budding of a flower and now the rose had bloomed so vibrant that you had to stop and notice the beauty of it. How different my home feels now. It is warm and inviting and peaceful and overflowing with love. It is now filled with music and my laughter. How different are my Winter and Spring. Yet, both are seasons I created.
The soft loving energy from the night before lingers in my home, my sacred space. The energy is from a home filled with friends and a Reiki Share and pot luck dinner. Mothers Day is always a sad one for me, my own Mom has passed and there is no one that calls me "Mom". But this year I made an effort to change that story. I would make Mothers Day a special occasion for myself, for others. I held a Reiki share the night before honoring the Blessed Mother and all the Mother energies in our lives passed and here. It was an evening that I can only describe as a "love in". An evening of positive vibrations and kindness and gratitude. It filled my home with laughter and good friends in a loving space where there is no judgement only acceptance and support. These friends are my tribe. We carry each other when injured in life's battles and we celebrate each others joys with ceremony and gratitude .
I am proud.
Of myself. Of the life I created. That I created wholeness from my broken place. It was not easy to fight my way out of despair and create this beautiful life. Mine was a heroic struggle to find the courage to love again from a shattered heart. It took tremendous bravery to face the fear from my own betrayals and trust another human again. I had to shed layers of pain before I uncovered the valor needed to stand firm and be steadfast and trustworthy for myself and others. It was a hard brutal Winter but I finally made it through to my Spring. It was a slow process often made of two steps forward one step back. But I managed to slowly, slowly reach out and connect with others and with myself . Each of those connections gave me the strength to reach for the next one like the tiny threads in a big huge homemade quilt. Each thread was as important as the next . They each somehow inspired me to create a bigger quilt. And in loving each of these people I have come to love parts of myself until finally I love all of me the dark and light. I think of all the people in my life as my beautiful colorful threads! We are all intertwined and sewn together to create a connection of love and support for one another. I have many different groups and individuals whose threads sew my life fabric .
There are "going out" friends and "spiritual" friends and "work" friends and "charity club" friends. The people around me have been a lesson in diversity and acceptance for me. I honor myself and choose carefully surrounding myself with positive, sincere, supportive people. Some pass through to walk with me for a short time, some have been with me a long time and there are others I've yet to meet. I choose to live my best life to lead by example and I want be an inspiration for others to ease their burdens on their life journey.
What life have you created? We choose what to create. We decide the way we live. Is it hard to thrown your legs over the bed every morning and live your day or do you love your life? When you find your life in despair you have to choose to love yourself and know you deserve to have a rich beautiful life. You have to decide to create a different life. I chose to heal and ease my grief and loneliness by reaching out, making connections, loving myself and others. I now live in gratitude not grief. This morning was waaaay better than other mornings before. I decided to create a new story. If I can do it so can you! The first thing you have to do is DECIDE.
Peace and Love,
Spiritual Healer, Energetic Medium
This Blog is the story of the miracles, challenges and lessons of my life journey. Years ago when I hit a personal "rock bottom" my despair led me to seek answers and my quest for truth began. Amazing events propelled me on a spiritual journey of transformation.. Miraculously, through these experiences my life has become my teacher and my friend.... I hope my words connect us and allow us to walk together for a time as teacher and friend to each other. The most valuable thing we have during this human experience is our connection to love. The love in our soul for a higher power and others is the only thing that is real. I honor these connections through my writing. Theses words are my gift inspired through the heart of Spirit for you. I hope by sharing my journey it will enlighten, inspire and ease yours as it does mine >> ... Peace... Georgia Rose