Getting Back on the Horse
With the new moon approaching, I have been finding myself in the space of retrospection. The “Land of Would Of, Could Of, Should Of” is one that I visit far too often. It is not all bad to go there, to review what could have been done differently in comparison to current choices, but dwelling there is very harmful.
One of the most difficult things I have had to deal with in this lifetime has been the deaths of my parents. I was 15 years old on Sept 8,1984 and was woke up by my father “Wake up, Mommy is dead” I remember sitting there for a moment letting that soak in. I did not believe him so I went into the bedroom to see and sure enough, there she was. Her hands were clinched into fists beside her ears, the deep red bedspread was crumpled around her. I have just recently found out that my dad first went in to wake up my then 13 year old brother to have him go in and check to see that she was dead. We were supposed to be marching in a somewhat local parade and the first call I had to make that day was the one to my bf and team captain to tell her that my mother was dead.
The night before had been out with my other bestie, just hanging out by the lake. I remember looking out onto the water and seeing the full moon reflected in the water. It seemed alive, seemed to be breathing and ever so slowly, it became smaller and smaller until it came in on itself and dissipated. I looked at him and said, “Mommy is going to die tonight” then I blew it off as craziness.
Ten months later, my father went right behind her. That is an entirely different can of worms. This is where we were taken from everything we had known and sent to live with people we barely knew to a space that neither of us could possibly find security never mind happiness. This is where so much of me died that it has taken me every bit of the past 25 years to regain even a part of me and what I wanted out of life.
This has been a long, hard journey, wrought with 2 nervous breakdowns, 3 trips to the homeless shelter, countless terrible choices and many times, no opportunity to change or alter my course and with that, the inability to grasp the opportunities that did come. My path, in many ways, has been extreme, but at some point we all find ourselves in the space of uncertainty, the space of complete loss and malfunction of thought.
I spent lots of time beating myself up and sabotaging every good thing that came for me because I felt like the choices I made ensured that I did not deserve to be more than what I was. In my mind, I could be nothing more than a mindless, ignorant creature. In my mind, I deserved to sleep in my car with my kids, I deserved my husband of 10 years to take everything and leave me with no friends, no money, no tools to take care of the 5 children we had together. My connection with church only helped to reinforce this “I am not good enough and I am not worth listening to” mentality.
Eleven years ago, when Saturn returned to my chart, I began the work of reparation. Of correcting those mindsets. This is an ongoing process and I expect to battle parts of this for the rest of my life, but I will continue to get back on the horse and try again. This is where I began to fully embrace my childhood gifts and put them into practice in my life. Sitting in the dining room of the pizzeria I managed and doodling, I remember thinking “that is not bad” followed by “wait a second, can do this, I used to do it all the time”. This was furthered into starting a dream journal, which I had not done in years, and embracing my natural intuition. This is the place where I began the process of being comfortable with who I am and what I want to do with the remainder of my life in this lifetime.
If you are finding yourself in the space of wanting to quit, of wanting to just give up and eat worms, know this: If for no other reason than you don’t want to come back in and repeat this life scenario, it is worth it to try to move ahead and that it is not too late. Whether you are 15, 30, or 80, now is the time to begin to live your life for you. To live your life in a way that works for you, to hell with everyone else. At the end of the day, when you are standing in the life review room, you will be there by yourself, you will be the only person who matters in that space of review. All of the mistakes that you have been made are nothing more than lessons, learn from then, let that knowledge enrich and empower your life.
“There are no mistakes in life…only creative adjustments.” ShyOwl


