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Moving Forward.

SelfLove365: Day 201
JP told me today that this is something he likes about me- that I bring things up, and don’t let them fester… I’m choosing to move forward. I have enough experience sitting with the shitty feeling of being stuck, that my incentive to move forward and grow is pretty high.

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Give

SelfLove365: Day 199
For some reason, I’m unable to use the word “generous” to describe myself. Giving, maybe, at times.

Today a friend told me he really liked my painting that I made yesterday. In that moment, I knew I would give it to him. He then asked me if it was still available, and I knew it was the perfect gift.

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Sewing on my Shadow

SelfLove365: Day 195

During a healing session with Roxanne, she asked me to go into the well in my heart. This visualization was very clear for me: the well was deep, dark, damp, and scary. I entered it from a vast library, and as I went down into the well, with Roxanne at my side, I was scared, but she encouraged me to go to the bottom (I didn’t think there was a bottom, but she assured me there was one). Once I was there, I found a book on the ground: “Peter Pan”. This seemed odd to me, at first, until I remembered that I used to listen to the soundtrack often, when I was a child. I opened it, and turned to two parts in the story. One was the scene where Wendy and her brothers are first leaping from the window, into the sky. The other was the image of Wendy sewing Peter’s shadow to him. Both of these had meaning for me, which Roxanne explained, but I already knew the meanings intuitively, too. The image of sewing on the shadow was particularly important to me – I can claim my shadow side, and know that it also helps others create a clearer view of themselves, and in this way, it is a gift.

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Time with Children

SelfLove365: Day 194

This morning, I brought my three children to Griffith Woods. My 8-year old son insisted he wasn’t coming, that I am not the boss of him, and as usual, I calmly replied that I am the boss of where he goes, but he is the boss of how he feels about it. I mentioned to him that the last time I was there, I brought my special rock, and set it in front of “my tree“, to gather some energy from the sun and the Earth. This piqued his interest, and he ran to his room to gather his special rocks.

What was supposed to be a 10-minute walk turned into over an hour, with all the children talking eagerly about whether their rocks wanted to be placed in the water, if they wanted to go gather more sun energy, which trees were calling to them, and the best part.. my son insisted that we come back in two days to visit the rock he left behind in the stream, and also, that this was so much fun, Mom!!

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