One of our assignments for the recent Bali tour was to bring an object representing "baggage" we wanted to release. I created a small painting encompassing those things and left it in a temple there. Lots of "yuck" gone, right? Easy-peasy, huh? Not so fast. Alas, considerable "yuck" remained with me at the cellular level and returned home with me in the form of very painful sciatica. In hindsight, I see this was part of the quite powerful cleansing process that began in Bali. The only way I could cope with the pain was by crying, screaming, raging, cursing--that is, venting a LOT of energy. I also did a lot of non-dominant-hand writing, and I created an "anger" painting using only my right index finger to apply the paint.
Now that I am pain-free and working relentlessly to regain my strength and balance, what is the end result? I am much calmer and slower to anger. My body feels free of huge amounts of angst. Those things that were so distressing about my offspring have at least moved to the point of "oh, well, life goes on." I have considerably more compassion for those in great pain of any sort. I recognize grief and disappointment as part of life and can hopefully pass through those more easily. I'm paying more attention to and appreciating those things I used to take for granted. I am changing my focus relative to aging (see May 4 post).
I would not want to pass through these past seven weeks again for any amount of money, but I appreciate the ongoing relief.
Leta
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| Gaia's magnificent handiwork-- lilies harvested from my garden a few minutes ago 😀 |
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