Castle in Germany
I woke up kind of different today. I woke up early. It’s windy outside and snow is in the forecast, although the sun is shining right now. But don’t be fooled, this can change quickly in the mountains.
Perhaps I feel down with allergies that have been miserable for nearly the whole half of the new year. I’m allergenic you something and it has attacked mainly my eyes, leaving them swollen, itchy, red with flaky skin even. It’s uncomfortable no doubt and maybe it is just finally getting to me as I wait every day for this to pass and return to normal.
Maybe I dreamt something weird. Strange how I never really remembered my dreams and now they have become quite vivid. And weird. I imagine it’s stuff on my mind with Germany and the house, with things being unresolved. Trying to figure out the next move, trying to stabilize my health to earn an income. Do I really want to get lost in a regular job again? I think I know the answer but then I haven’t figured out how to live on air alone either. Yet, but I do have options.
I woke up thinking about Mom today and how long it has been since I talked to her. Today I wished I could talk to her and I miss her. It’s been nearly four month since she has gone. I miss going to the grave to just look after everything. I miss hearing her voice. Today is just one of those days and I guess it matches the storms outside. Time to pick myself up and get on with it. The best way is to allow myself to feel those feelings and acknowledge their place in my life and then move on.
Healers aren’t holy beings. They aren’t armored knights, protected, and never hurt before. Healers are born of adversity and pain, sent down from the light, they emerge from the darkness after learning how to heal and radiate the flow of transformation.
I’ve been carrying “this weight” with me for a long time. Perhaps as long as I remember.
I am not talking about the physical weight, but the emotional one that might be even more dangerous. It’s a weight that rests on my shoulders. A weight that includes worries, sometimes about things I can’t control but wished that they could, or would have been different. A weight that at times feels like the weight of the world, crushing me under it’s enormity.
I believe it is the reason as to why I carry so much tension in my upper back and neck. Why the muscles feel tight and never seem to relax. My shoulders slope downwards, and no longer do they stand broad to accept additional weight. It just slides off me, in the same way my purse does these days. I have reached my limit of what I am carry. Physically and emotionally.
I look at it on the bright side, like it can’t get worse, even though I know it always can, but I am an optimist and I want to believe that things are in the process of getting better.
Life is hard, but I’m finding inspiration wherever I can.
Yesterday was the first day of Fall, and a different chill filled the air. The breeze was cooler than usual, and the days are already getting so short. For a Nature lover like me, it prevents a challenge to get all of my fix in before daylight fades. It sure felt like it yesterday, but it was a time of stillness and reflection. A time of peace and surrender. A time for grounding and a time for healing. There are many current worries with Mom’s health etc. but my heart was calm and at ease. Calm, like this beautiful first day of Autumn that made me feel as if I was seeing the world anew once again.
Mabon is a time of balance, when light and dark for a moment are equal. From this time onwards, the darkness will consume the light until it is reborn on the winter solstice.
Mabon marks the first official day of Fall. It is a time to reap what you’ve sown, both literally and figuratively. It is a time to reflect on the previous year, when we can celebrate our successes and assess which dreams didn’t come to fruition.
This harvest festival is the time to express gratitude, complete projects, and honor this moment of balance.
PS. Monday was the first day of Fall but Winter is making an appearance by this weekend with snow in the forecast 😳 It’s tooooo early and I’m still snowed out from the last winter.
It’s not your back that hurts, but the burden.
It’s not your eyes that hurt, but injustice.
It’s not your head that hurts, it’s your thoughts.
Not the throat, but what you don’t express or say with anger.
Not the stomach hurts, but what the soul does not digest.
It’s not the liver that hurts, it’s the anger.
It’s not your heart that hurts, but love.
And it is love itself that contains the most powerful medicine.
Words from the Wise Goddess via daily vibe/Facebook
Healing doesn’t happen in a week or in a month.
It is an ongoing cleansing of pain.
Transcending the thoughts of the past associated with trauma.
Connecting to the present moment and raising the vibration to joy.
It’s a daily process of knowing the importance to your mind, body and soul of just feeling better.
To grab the best feeling you can find and flow with it.
Recently my awareness was brought to a support group on Facebook that deals with autoimmune diseases such as rheumatoid arthritis. After a short questionnaire I was accepted with a warm welcome to the group by one of the admins and other group members. On the actual site, many members introduced themselves, sharing information of what has worked for them. A small percentage has actually overcome their diseases, while others were inquiring, eager to learn how to change their stars.
So far I have downloaded what is to be my ultimate food guide, and there is much that needs to be changed in addition to eating the right foods. It can be overwhelming to say the least, but it needs to be broken down into smaller steps to see what things can be implemented now, while layering on more as I go. Copper is perhaps one of those things, and it might be holding some answers for me.
After my initial introduction, a member has commented and left a picture for me to check out the “As seen on TV – Copper Gloves.” It is said that they help with stiffness and arthritis pain and it led me to do a little more research. I found copper drinking vessels and the benefits sound quite promising. It is said that drinking water from a copper cup helps….
Stimulate the brain
Regulate the functioning of the thyroid gland
Soothe arthritis pain
Boost skin health
Slow down aging
Get rid of anemia
Lower the risk of cancer and heart disease
I think all of us could benefit from this. Has anybody tried or heard of this? I would love to hear your findings.
They are not born and they are not made…
They create themselves through conquering adversity, trial and error and extreme pain and suffering,
They conquer fear and find a way to speak their truth even when they are afraid.
In doing so they shine light for others who are lost and feeling alone, and in return their inner light ignites with renewed purpose.
A purpose greater than they ever could have imagined.
This post was inspired by a few ladies of which story I got to learn more about recently. Each one has inspired me in ways they could not possibly know, and although I would love to mention them here, each one is so special and deserves their very own post. I was thinking perhaps in a “Celebrating “YOU” segment. I know some of you still remember this, the time I ran a weekly post to celebrate and point out the ones in our life’s that make a difference. I think it’s time to revisit this and do some celebrating. You sure deserve it, so stay tuned.