My dreams are intense each night this week. It’s as if the unconscious is purging a particular complex rooted in lack. I feel that when we dream “bad dreams” we are purging them from the unconscious and it may be healthy for the psyche. Each morning I wake up exhausted from this. I am mooning and bleeding out the old as the psyche bleeds out the old. The old. It’s like a snake skin. The skin is old story ready to leave. The story where lack presents over and over. Lack and defeat in a certain area of life. We all can relate to this. What area of your life do you face defeat and lack in your feelings? It’s easy to always look to the external circumstance to point out the lack and yet the core is not in the circumstance, it is in the feeling. You feel lack and defeat. The circumstance is simply the circumstance. This is best understood when you see how two people can react to the same situation completely different. One person may respond with, “I am lacking and feel defeated,” while the other may respond with, “this keeps not happening but one day it will, I just know it.” Our temperaments play a huge role in how we metabolize the circumstances of our lives.
Dreams show us how we really feel about life, beneath the ego’s interpretation which is always rooted in wanting to be valued, accepted, and liked. My dreams show me that I am more sure of myself but doubting in others. In my ego life, I tend to blame myself but in my dreams, I am blaming others. Blame is what we do when we get hurt. It’s natural. But staying in blame means you collect karma by remaining attached to judgment. How much we all expect others to be at our level of standard. Truth be told, we are all at different levels of awareness, love, intelligence, capableness, strength. It’s nobody’s fault if they are not more advanced, more kind, having more integrity, knowing more, etc. We are responsible for our actions, of course, and yet we can only take responsibility at the level we are at in our psyches. We don’t expect children to know more than they know and hence tend to me more forgiving of them when they act mean or ignorant. Yet adults are children too. We are innocent beings doing the best we can. This is what I feel to be true.
It’s always been easy for me to love. I never held a torch for more than a minute, even to my perpetrators who abused me and I never wanted to hurt anyone who hurt me. It’s never been in my temperament to hold on to blame or anger. I can feel anger and blame and love and understanding all at once. When it comes to love, I feel very expanded. But I cannot expect others to be this way. I cannot judge somebody for holding a torch of anger and blame and not forgiving. I cannot expect others to be unconditionally loving and not want to harm those who harmed them. My ethics are rooted in tolerance, compassion, and understanding. Always. Even for perpetrators of the worst crimes. I have a Jesus heart. He was not the first to have this heart. Christians would disagree but to me, Jesus was a wise and loving sage, not the son of God or anything like that. He taught to not fight for eye for an eye. I feel the same way. He taught unconditional love. This is my everything.
I am not very good (or have not been very good) at the worldly aspects of life. Making money, buying a home, owning nice things, taking vacations, all the things my culture values, elude me. I want to be good at this aspect of life and it’s been a struggle. I am also not good at gaining popularity or recognition. I gain enough to get by and always battle and persevere with the material world abundance and accolades. I am working on it. I have been wounded here but these are just stories that shift and change as I heal and grow. I flow with internal everything and struggle with external everything. This makes me an effective healer and expressive artist always trying to establish material stability in the world with my gifts and talents. The divide between the internal and external was slashed in childhood. Trauma is a real bitch. Mix that with a sensitive and other-worldly temperament and you get an epic quest. I surrender to it even if it’s not fun or light hearted.
I am chronically single. Not because I cannot commit but because I have not had the chance to be with my true love and I am romantic at heart, looking for my special life mate. I have come close and said no to two men who fell short of being what I needed, as I wont sacrifice essential needs to be with anyone. I have held yens for men who did not feel it for me. But the mutual love/essential needs being met thing has yet to occur. So I live alone, year after year. I have no interest in the poly lifestyle and sharing my body with more than one person, although I respect it. I am as straight and cis-female as it gets although I think gender fluidity is a cool and needed progression of consciousness. I strongly defend the rights of the LGBTQIA community. I am quite traditional in the area of romantic love roles. I naturally like to do the traditional female things like make a nice home, decorate, clean, cook, nurture, and be the emotionally wise of the two. Though I never did want children…
I had a brief period in my twenties where I felt the soul of a female child wanting to come through me. I named her Briah. I was convinced she would actualize. During my Saturn return I had an unapologetic abortion and I wonder if this was Briah. I was not devastated by the abortion. I never felt it was anything more than a cluster of cells in my body, while the soul hovered around wondering if I would open the gates. I was relieved to not open them. I never have wanted the responsibility of motherhood. But every path has its gift and curse. As I get older, I feel more of a desire to be close with family and if I had children, I would experience more of this connection. My last boyfriend has four kids and although it was hard to juggle time with all of them, I really enjoyed being part of a big family, for the tiny bit we were together. I would make a good step mother or girlfriend of a man with kids because I don’t need to become mother number two or possess motherly affection from a child not my own. I could easily be a step-mom or guardian and give my love appropriately to children not mine. I could easily be friends or congenial with the mother of and ex too because I am not the jealous type.
At the same time, I could easily never have anything to do with kids for the rest of my life. I never felt a strong pull toward them. I suppose I am flexible as I am with so much of life. I have been feeling the strong pull to leave Seattle but I wont leave unless a man or job takes me somewhere else. I wont just go anymore. Been there, done that. For a man or a job, I would go almost anywhere in any instant because I love moving around and trying out new places. At the same time, I could root here in Seattle for life. I could decorate a home. I could keep my healing practice going till I die as it is the most natural thing in the world for me to be doing. I miss my sister a lot and part of me wants to move to DC to be near her. I feel sad my dad is alone in Vegas and wish I could make a happy life there. I long to live in Australia even though I have never been there because of a past life and soul obsession with that place. I have also felt called to live in Mexico. I am always open for change. I like to live with expansion on the tip of my tongue and yet…
I remain cautious because I don’t want to bolt like a gypsy for no reason anymore. I am open to it all. Why am I writing about all of this? Because I am grieving and my inner self has turned into confetti as a result. I feel like a shaken up snow globe. I crave newness now that I am in this world without mom. I crave true love beside me to be my home. I crave travel and expansion of my character. I crave a story I am not used to living in. My mother’s death has lighted the fire in my belly to end the book I have been the main character in and to start being the lead in a new book. My mom wants me to be happy. She is visiting again, I am sure of it now. I know she knows what is better for me than what I know for myself. Right now, I am unsure how to navigate the external world. I have never been good at that part. But I am rooted in what I am good at…which is knowing my soul purpose and being here on earth to emanate unconditional love, compassion, forgiveness, acceptance and wisdom, everywhere I go. I am also here to enjoy being embodied as a woman and this is the big ancestral healing tale of this life.
Death will come for me too and I trip out every day about how close it really is….