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A sense of wholeness

Where do I even start with this one? Why does it still matter, now after days have passed? I don’t have to vent anymore and God knows this post has been rescheduled and rewritten a hundred times.

I think I know the answer and it stands to aid nobody but me. It serves as a learning process to dig into the deeper workings of myself. How I operate, react, feel and handle things. How I learn my lessons and ultimately mold into who I am. It brings awareness to how it all comes to be, so I can understand the process.

Be forewarned though, I have a feeling it will be a long post.

It started the beginning of the year when I got a surprise message with a New Years wish. Nothing uncommon really unless it’s from someone you really are not in contact anymore. The split was a mutual agreement, although not initiated by me, but in the end for reasons understood and I really didn’t have a choice in the matter.

I’m still figuring out if this message was a surprise, a happy one, or a message that might have set me back initially.

The message came from someone I once felt very close to, who was there during a crucial time in my life and who got me through a whole lot while I was caring for Mom. And I believe I equally got her through a few things she was dealing with. It sounds like an exchange of services. Angels that come into our life’s for a period of time before moving on again. Angels we lean on or help in their own journey. Still nothing out of the ordinary or that unusual.

Mom was very sick and while she was fighting for her life, I was by her side, fighting for her love, her acceptance – as her daughter and her willingness to accept help from me. It was a rough time and I developed a very close bond to this person on the sidelines, who would pick me up and gave me hope, strengths and motivation to see it all through.

Now months later, after no significant exchanges, this message caught me off guard, a message that perhaps in my own sense of awareness or unawareness questioned my wholeness in regards to the situation. I realized that closure wasn’t mine yet. I was still stuck on the pain of losing such connection. If I thought I was over it, I must have fooled myself.

At first it felt nice and my heart was touched by the message, leaving me with a sense of being remembered. I was grateful for the thoughts and wishes, but it soon subsided. On the flip side it brought back an emptiness and sadness. You see, I am one of these people that gives you a forever friendship once I close you into my heart. I have your back with my life, and I have a hard time walking away, even if it is mutually agreed like it was here, and the parting happens on good terms.

So here it was, one unexpected message, and everything bubbled back up. Would it have been better not to hear anything vs getting the message? I honestly can’t tell and it ended up taking me through a few emotions. In the end I got some distance from it, and by now I actually believe that it was needed. It made me face a few things. Even with this post. It was written on that day to clear my mind, and honestly it looked a bit different at first. Even longer and even more detailed, upset in parts, hurt, perhaps disappointed. In some ways not being so understanding but lashing out. Maybe that’s too harsh to call it lashing out, but it was definitely unfiltered.

I am getting off of subject here a little bit, but recently, in a different post, I was asking all versions of myself to join forces and support each other for one common goal. I believe that one of those versions made itself known to me and that a visit from my shadow self begged me to rewrite this post, to soften the hurt bits. The shadow self often represents the struggles in our life’s, carrying our burden and challenges. Leashing out and acting out of character is often referred to as a shadow self response. A moment, an initial reaction, a headed situation, a temper, perhaps the need to get back at someone, revenge and act below, beneath, the way one would normally act. All cases are reactive, something you might say or do in the heat of the moment when someone gets the better of you. Was this the case, had I allowed someone or a situation to get the better of me? I believe it was my shadow self asking me to transform the negativity and hurt into unconditional love.

Here is a little more insight why I struggled with this unexpected message.

“I’m still here, always” it said at the end. Like I got you, I haven’t left, I’m here for you if you need me, if you need to talk, or a shoulder to lean on. At least that’s how I interpreted it, and perhaps there was a time when it was what I had wished for and needed. An invitation to re-connect and like a fool I started blabbering about how much I missed our friendship, how things have not been the same, and that I still believe that there is a soul contract at work here. Yada yada and so on. Honestly I felt like a fool afterwards.

I knew that I had spoken from the heart, that I let it all out, and yet I was almost mad at myself. It must have sounded somewhat desperate. Was this the case and why did it matter? Shouldn’t I have moved on by now? Did I feel mad because of fear to sound dumb, being vulnerable, desperate, volunteering too much, being the first to say so. Surely these feelings wouldn’t stay this way forever. There had to come a time, a point of no return, a point to sever this emptiness and cut all ties in order to move on. Was I saying that this door would never close? My jibber jabber indicated that I’d be here forever, and so what if I was? But that wasn’t the case, was it? I knew that in reality with each passing day the separation only deepened. Maybe I was frantic about it without being conscious of it, fearing this point would be beyond my reach? I was still holding on to a possibility, the endless believer, dreamer, silver lining, supporting positive outcomes person that I am.

Well, after a brief exchange in regards to the message, it ended up not being an invitation to re-connect. It was just a simple, “innocent” wish for the new year. That’s what I was told, but on my end it wasn’t all that simple. It came after weeks and weeks of silence. After a silent Christmas and throughout personal challenges that could have really used someone to “still be there.”

I realize that I’m viewing this thing from all angles, that I am dissecting it into a thousand possibilities, asking the W questions of what if. I am over analyzing it, but in a way I need to, to understand even if no answers can be found. I was contemplating the why now, why was it important to say “happy New Years.” What was it about? Just a spontaneous moment?

It took me back to where we left off, confused, brain washed and unable to rely on my intuition, frantically trying to justify myself, setting the record straight in a desperate attempt to be heard and not falsely accused. Why would I even want that back? The message felt like casting a lure to test the waters and to see what the overall feel was. Was I still there too? And I guess I was, and boy did I ever volunteer the feel of the situation. This paragraph still holds some of the shadow self energy but it is the truth and perhaps will stand as a reason as to why we will never connect again. It would be too much to realize this for you.

If nothing else, it became obvious of how vulnerable the subject still is, how much hope there still was, and how much I still mourned a connection that used to complete my sentences. A connection that truly “got” me. Which always gave me a sense of being understood. I miss this kind of connection and friendship, the sisterhood, the weird tribe that get’s you, the silent language that is confirmed with a smile of knowing that no one else catches. The sincere connection that can exist without any selfish motto’s or what is to gain and in it for oneself. Those are rare and increasingly harder to find.

After responding to the New Years greeting, I learned that we can only meet in the energetic, where it is safe, where neither can harm the other or say something that may be perceived wrong. In the energetic only, where everything is perfect. Where we can create our own outcome to soothe and comfort our minds. I know it’s not that simple and what is revealed to us during those times is so much more, and has little to do with make believe, but still??? It’s a place where no conversations take place, at least not in the physical sense, where one can ask for advice or lean on the other, feeling the benefit and support of such a friendship and soul connection. Could I get to that point of letting this be all, letting it be enough, to fill me completely? Could I envision a hug in the energetic to become more important then a real life hug? It seemed far fetched for me and since I do live in the physical world, I also crave a physical hug/contact. Maybe down the road, some day maybe. Exactly what you said, and while I am one to mostly go with the flow, I’m not sure how I feel about this one. The point of no return dark cloud lingers over me as I think about this.

We have moved from a close friendship to a soul connection only. To answer my above question, it’s not enough for me to be honest. Maybe this kind of connection is the hardest to find and perhaps I should feel blessed. Yet I need more, but what I don’t need is “perfect.” I am not afraid to make mistakes and I don’t place “perfect” expectations on someone. What I need is “real,” where real people do their best, have no intentions of harming the other one, where people will make mistakes along the way, unintentionally, while the other trusts this to be true. I know we both needed more, in different ways and there is much more that could be said, but I’ll leave it here.

This is my question for you…

How can you tell someone I’m still here, always, but only in the energetic sense? I know the answer and you would say to heal, to protect ourselves throughout the process. I feel I should be grateful to know someone who is holding space for me. Being an energy healer myself, I understand the power of the energetic world and it is a beautiful and healing place. I visit it frequently myself, and many of you have been a part of it during my weekly reiki healing sessions.

I guess what I struggle with is the need for perfection and the fear of disappointment. I can’t compete with that, nor can I live with the burden of messing up, of bursting someone’s expectations of me. Of crushing the illusionary image of myself. It’s a non winning battle. I can only be myself but have no control over the perception of someone else. It’s a ticking time bomb when we place expectations onto others and it becomes and unmeasurable burden. It’s a lost case when we don’t give them a chance, or accept them for who they are. Out of fear it turns into control, a defense mechanism to protect oneself at any cost. Even that I understand, but help can only be given during complete surrender and no expectation. During trust and vulnerability.

Today, I am revisiting my sense of wholeness and what it takes to move on. It takes letting go and respecting individual choices, allowing things to be as they are, being and embracing others for who they are, their motives and reasons. It means embracing that beliefs will differ. To let go of an illusion, a wish, the hope and a dream that is one sided and cannot be returned nor shared.

Today I remind myself of my potential, a sense of wholeness and a continuation to heal in whatever way and form one might choose. I am letting go in the physical sense knowing that if there is a need, I can always connect in the energetic. So be it…

This quote comes to mind

“A sense of wholeness can arise when we embrace all the aspects of who we are instead of denying those “selves” that we might find impractical, embarrassing, or intimidating. The ancient symbol of the ouroboros, a snake swallowing it’s tail, reminds us of our potential.”

~Carl Greer

You have always been fond of snake energy and I have always feared it, not in the symbolic sense but in the physical sense, getting hurt by a snake a few years ago. It’s quite symbolic for me now and I guess there it is, isn’t it. All of a sudden it makes a lot of sense and I am not mad in the least for I have gained much more than I have lost. I am not ashamed of putting my honest feelings out there, of making a fool of myself, fighting for a friendship and everything else I once held dear. I will never regret crossing paths with you and in my book you are still as amazing and powerful as ever. A goddess, a shining light, a gentle and beautiful soul that has endured pains she should never had to. I hope you believe in yourself and find a place in the real world as well while you are still fulfilling this journey of your soul in the physical. I think you are well on to it way, and perhaps my lesson was finally learned. 🙏🏼


We are the co-creators of our life and the time is now. More than ever are we needed to support Mother Earth and each other. Together we discover and explore our unique gifts in times of strengths, in times we lean on each other, and in times when we learn from each other. This blog started as an outlet and what I ultimately called my “Warriors Journey.” It was a way to document the ups and downs of my life, sharing my hardships as well as my successes. It showcased the struggles, but more important the ways of how to overcome them. Although we are warriors each and every day, I realized that having to be a warrior, comes from a place of pain. I decided to rename this blog, and “Phoenix Rising” now stands for the story of overcoming such a painful place. My motivation for this blog hasn’t changed and I hope to share inspiration and hope, to create a sense of belonging, a space of being heard, and connecting with like minded beings who instill a sense of oneness. We are never alone, and we are unstoppable in the pursuit of what sets our soul on fire. Who I am in a nutshell... 
I am an energy healer and Reiki Master. I am surviving a chronic disease that I’ve sent into remission three times since my initial bout, 15 years ago. I continuously challenge the status quo and by doing so I change my stars. I am a believer that anything is possible. I am a hopeless romantic and I believe that true love exists on various levels. I am an optimist that will always see the glass as half full. I am a dreamer, believing in endless possibilities. Not even the sky is the limit. I have jumped off of the hamster wheel, and I am writing a new chapter. I am chasing my Nirvana to support my most authentic self. This is my story, I am that Phoenix and I am rising from the ashes. Namaste 🙏🏼💙🦋

27 thoughts on “A sense of wholeness

  1. I totally hear you. These are beautiful intersections at perfect timings. Yet they come with such healing journeys. Being authentic can sometimes feel foolish but I would choose that over any other way of being. It is for us to live with anyway.

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    1. So beautifully expressed and your words resonate with me. For the most part I am not afraid to make a fool out of myself. It’s the only way for me to stay truthful and authentic to who I am. I know you understand this and have fought your own battles with it. Thank you for finding the courage to see it through. You’re amazing. Xo 💙

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  2. It has done what is needed the most…touched that hurt so that it ‘can be’ healed by going over/through/into it by confronting you, see that pain and heal it by understanding ‘why’ it affects you as it does. Those relationships that truly cause us pain are the ones from a childhood response to those we love and look up to, and when they get repeated on up through our lives it asks us to look deeper, especially those close and meaningful ones that really upset us within. See if you can connect the common hurt that these relationships give back to how you may feel you have been hurt by those you love and look up to in your childhood. They are the hardest simply because as a child we fear to admit that they have treated us in such a way and will cover it over. As children our handling capacity of that type of pain is quite rigid and this is where our protection comes in the form of a wall, an emotional one, the one we carry with us on into adulthood and all those relationships we attract so that it will prod and poke our hearts to break free from that wall. And it all has a great purpose, to allow us to see and feel that pain…and finally discover that we are beautiful, are lovable and most certainly not got something wrong with us that we blame so much on.
    And that very pain will keep coming back until we do understand this, even when we think we have it all sorted. This is so we can see that our hearts is in fact healing and its power over us is getting less and less.
    May your heart see the beauty that it is dear lady, and break free into that understanding. Namaste 😀 ❤️ 🙏🏽 🦋

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    1. Once again you see a situation with so much clarity. Looking right in and speaking from my heart.
      It was a childhood trigger and wound, that of being left behind, perhaps abandoned and lonely feeling. It must have been how my ten year old self felt as my Dad tragically and suddenly passed in a work accident.
      Like you said, this needed to be done and by now I look at it as a gift, divine intervention from the universe, allowing me to address this wound and heal at a deep level that is needed.
      I believe I do understand it now, at least I truly hope so. What was initially touched by hurt is transformed into unconditional love, healing a part of my shadow self. I am not going to say that I’d always feel like this and that I will never be afraid of power of this wound again, but for now I take comfort in understanding it, knowing it’s triggers and to me that is a wonderful way/beginning of breaking free.
      Thank you for helping me out this into perspective my dear friend. You know what it means and I am grateful for you being here. 💙🦋🙏🏼 hugs

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      1. It is an amazing and loving thing to have ‘life’ continually poke us to see if we understand. In the beginning it is ‘just the world out to get us’, but eventually we see its structure and the ‘why’ we react as we do. And just to give us love a little more it will keep prodding so that one day we will finally ‘feel’ no reaction to that circumstance and realise we are free, removed a condition of fear by understanding it and dis-empowering its ability to confront us. And there is most certainly nothing wrong with a reaction, some days are hard, some are not, but as time goes by that ability to love ourselves regardless of the many things we have or gone through is the making of us. Its hard, its wobbly, but eventually we build something that is timeless, that understanding that unconditional love is.
        Take a bow dear lady, your heart and its scars are glowing. This will only ever be created by the love you now truly give yourself by breaking free of life’s wall and seeing and becoming that unconditional that awaits within ❤️ 🙏🏽 🦋

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      2. This comment means so much to me Mark and makes so much sense. There has been a big change since writing this post and it truly served a means I could have never imagined how big it was going to be.
        Yes it was written to dissect the emotions, the reaction that was initially triggered. I now see that this triggered a wound created a long time ago, a wound that will get triggered until I transform that wound, the fear in to unconditional love, understanding all its complexity and emotions. And by doing so, freedom is the reward. 🙏🏼💙 I am bowing in gratitude.

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      3. It is a long hard journey dear lady…but…the reward, even though at times we think, ‘reward?, are you kidding me?’, is beyond belief. We are indeed building something wonderful, and when it is finally seen we will truly understand, even be brought to tears in seeing that all we have endured has indeed created something wonderful…the full ‘us’ after those walls are understood and let go to reveal a heart…a lovely, glowing, free heart ❤️ 🙏🏽 🦋

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  3. Remember we can never recreate what once was or might have been. Sometimes the past looks much better than it was. And that we always, always break up with someone for the very good reason that our expectations aren’t the same ~ we want different things.
    Maybe it’s past time to let it go. ❤ ❤ ❤

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    1. Thank you so much for sharing your thought with me on this. I know you are right and the common sense in the obvious is often so ich different than the emotions of the heart. Time will tell I suppose, as we learn and let everything unfold as it is meant to be. All we can do is learn our lessons and do our best to keep our hearts open so they don’t become bitter. Xo 😘💙

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  4. I can sense your confusion here and it’s a good question about how we can express ourselves in the right way. I don’t know is the simple answer but I do know that the primitive ways of communicating are often not good enough.

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    1. I don’t think there is a simple answer. We, all of us, constantly change and I think there are many versions of us throughout life, throughout each day. Some days we are more vulnerable than other, some days we perceive something through the filter of hurt and prior wounds are triggered even though it was never intended. I think it requires meeting each other with an immense amount of love, being convinced in the good of the other, not looking for ways they might attack us. This only creates paranoia. Hugs


  5. Oh Rhapsody, you have written the words I wish I could write. A Christmas wish sent from my TF had me going through the exact same emotions and feelings as you have describe. Wanting more than an energetic connection, wanting the 3D tangible arms around.
    Thank you for sharing your beautiful self and your gifts. Sending you lots of love and many hugs (even though they are just energetic hugs). 🧡💛💚💙

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    1. I know and I knew it would be a long one. So may variables and thin G’s to say. I am glad if you found something here and I appreciate you stopping by Steve. I hope you are well and I’ll read you soon. Big hugs 🤗

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  6. Dear Rhapsody, I do really wish, that I was able to give you a huge hug for real, but I send you a virtual hug and hope, that we might meet one day ❤
    I feel sure, that we are many in here, who can relate to your post. It is painful to loose soul friends, but sometimes it is time for all of us to go on in another way, no matter how many might be sad for this. I do really hear you, dear friend.
    Much love to you ❤

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