It feels like forever since I have written anything. I miss my peeps. My emotional life is like the Houston weather. Less than 2weeks ago, it snowed, tomorrow it will be 70. I acutely feel the many parts of me that create me. Therapist friends, no worries, I don’t have D.I.D.. Lots of emotions can happen all at once. As always, connecting with another kind person always helps. In person is my fav. I do have to say that my healer, therapist, creative arts psychotherapist, wellness coach is rocking it. My passion for my multifaceted professional life has increased. I did not expect this miracle to occur. After Katrina, I was flattened. This is different, I am different.
I love this painting. It has hung at the women’s center, for the 12 plus years that I have worked there. I have had the honor of helping women heal, find their power and learn to love themselves. My gratitude for this ongoing opportunity is enormous. My next goal is to expand my work with woman. Not ready just yet, but it is going to happen.
Then there is the heavier, darker experience that I am also living. I am able to cry through the grief, but letting go of the loss can be a monumental task. I know that it is about things, not love or health or life itself. Perhaps it is hard because it was so much in a New York second. I am going to attempt an oemotional experiment, I think that I am going to periodically name what is on the rolodex of my mind, then release it. Name it and let it go. Today, what is hijacking my thoughts: my Mack computer, which held lots of music, lectures that I have written, files on wellness, nutrition, therapy, energy/ body work....Of course the external hard drive is gone. Hard copy, books and binders filled with wellness material, psychodrama, energy therapy, continuing education records, certificates of completed trainings etc.... Okay enough for now. I am officially letting it go.
On a much more positive note, I have been given gift cards, love, kindness and extraordinary concern. I am blessed. Namaste.
