
I woke up (early) this morning and found myself looking back through my life. I was looking at it as though I was an outside observer of sorts. It was like watching (an often sad) movie. I cried as I watched the struggles of this small child and all the challenges she faced. I saw how she thought she should know how to navigate them but that she couldn’t possibly know this.
Among many other things, I saw this tiny 13 year-old girl try to crawl in her mother’s casket and then slump to the ground as she lost consciousness, not able to process the weight of what had happened.
I saw the many, many struggles but I also saw that these very same challenges acted as the catalyst for her to eventually look deeply within herself and discover treasures more valuable than anything in all the world.
Can these challenges then be called bad? Maybe they can seem so from a little moment in time. It’s like looking at an infinite tapestry from a very close perspective. Only when we back way up to do begin to see that what looked like a big, scary, hairy thread is really perfectly entwined with other threads, creating a glorious and breathtaking image that actually does make sense.
I took up a pretty serious yoga practice just prior to the Covid craziness. I just started playing with it one day after doing a cardio dance workout and kept going. I love it because the experience is so much deeper than just physical exercise for me.
I’m often amazed at what I experience “on the mat.” As I twist and turn and attempt to make shapes this body has never done before, I watch as what I experience reflects other areas of my life “off the mat.” It’s like a little window giving me insight into various things that I maybe wasn’t paying attention to or wasn’t aware of. There’s also a sense of transcending limits as I slowly open up and am able to do things I didn’t believe I ever could. (The yoga booty you get is an added bonus too.)
I can totally relate to your posts…it’s like you express many times my own thoughts. I lost my dad when I was 13 and I was the oldest of 4 children left behind. I was totally devastated by this loss and I believe this was the beginning of my abandonment issues which I have dealt with one relationship at a time 💔💔💔💔
I wish I had a talent like you have to bring so much joy into people’s lives. I love your art, your uplifting messages, your little white dogs and you ❤
P.S. I lost my Maltese in July and my big dog last month…2020 😭😭 They were my emotional support therapy pups and I miss them more than I can say.
Thank you for being you 💖
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I like that you are opening up more and more for us. It is so nice to get to know you. Aiko💙
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I am so sorry for all the pain you carry. I’m grateful, however, that you have directed that pain to sharing the uplifting, inspiring, loving and hopeful messages of Princess Sassy Pants and Prince 🥰💗🐾
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I cannot how much I can relate. 6 days before my 16th bday my Dad died suddenly. It was also 4 days before my parents 20th anniversary. My Mom could not handle this and as an only child I had to pick out a casket arrange all burial and xall Dad’s work and tell them of his passing.
Yesterday I ordered yoga dvd’s because when I did yoga a few years ago I felt the same connection and understanding, awakening.
So sorry for your deep loss, so glad God has you in His hands.
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❤️❤️❤️
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