that I engage in a new form of self care. Actually it is not really new, re-imagined I will say. I am engaging in an activity that I have engaged in for a year, say the last thirty years. I am calling in feelings and ways of being that I am experiencing in new and unfamiliar waves.
I am writing (daily) to continue to grieve and to embrace myself with trust and love.
Tears are coming as I write.
I have used words for many, many years to express angst and make meaning of situations in my life. I have used it to get in my head, sort things out and attempt to come out with a neatly wrapped shift in perspective that served me and hopefully served others as well. I have used writing to go inside myself and find the courage to be seen, all the while carefully framing the way that I wanted to be seen. It has been an armor of sorts. It has also been a big hug.
This week, I felt a call, a call back to grief. We are coming up on the 20 year anniversary of my mother’s passing. Crocodile tears came up as I felt into my heart this week. In conjunction with this grief there is also a call to trust myself. I mean really trust myself. To take that trust beyond what I already truly hold dear, the innate worth of every human being, to a trust that includes myself in the great energy that is every human being.
Not sure what it is going to look like, but it is happening. Every day for 22 days is my intention. Twenty – two days will bring us to the day after the day after the anniversary of mom’s passing. It is also a repeating number, which resonates. And, it takes me to the day before the launch of The WELL #2, which feels real complete. The WELL is a calling together of highly engaged, high performing women who are looking to give their inner wisdom a seat at the table, ignite creativity and realign with themselves. You can reach our to [email protected] for more info.
Deep breath, here we go.
Thank you for being here with me.
All my love-
Jennifer
