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    Reconcilation: Healing the Inner Child by Thich Nhat Hanh

    Walking with Our Ancestors

    "When we were only four years old, we probaby thought; I'm only a four year old child, a son or daughter, a little brother or sister.  But in fact, we were already a mother, already a father. All past and future generations were there in our body.  When we take a step on the green grass of spring, we walk in such a way that allows all our ancestors to take a step with us.  The peace, joy and freedom in each step will penetrate each generation of our ancestors and descendants.  We walk with the energy of mindfulness, and with each step we see countless generations of ancestors and descendants walking with us."

    "When we take a breath, we are light, calm, at ease. We breathe in such a way that all generations of ancestors and descendants are breathing with us.  Only then are we breathing according to the highest teachings. We just need a little mindfulness, a little concentration, and then we can look deeply and see. At first we can use the method of visualization to see all our ancestors making a step with us. Gradually we don't need to visualize any more. With each step we take, we see it is the step of all people in the past and future."

    "When we are cooking a dish that we learne to make from our mother or father, a dish that has been handed down through generations of our family, we should look at our hands and smile because these hands are the hands of our grandmother. Those who have made this dish are making this dish now. When we're in the kitchen cooking we can be completely mindful; we don't have to go into a meditation hall to practice this."

    "In the past, did your grandfather play volleyball?  Did your grandmother go jogging every day?  Did she have the opportunity to practice dwelling in the present moment while she was walking or running?  When we are running we should allow our grandmother to run in us.  Your grandmother is in each cell of your body. You carry your ancestors in you when you're jogging, when you're doing walking meditation and when you're realizing the practice of dwelling happily in the present moment.  Maybe previous generations didn't ahve the opportunity to practice like this.  Now, whether we're practicing walking, running, or breathing mindfullly, we have the opportunity to bring happiness and joy to countless generations of ancestors."

    "When we agonize over questions like, Who am I? Where do I come from? Was I wanted? What is the meaning of Life? we suffer because we're caught in the idea of a separate self.  But if we look deeply, we can practice no-self. This is the realizationt that we're not a separate self, we're connected to our ancestors and to all living and non living beings."

    "Western psychotherapy aims at helping create a self that is stable and wholesome. But because psychotherapy in the West is still caught in the idea of self, it can bring about only a little transformation and a little healing; it can't go very far.  As long as we are caught in the idea of a separate self, ignorance is still in us. When we see the intimate relationship between what is self and what is not self, ignorance is healed and suffering, anger, jealousy and fear disappear.  If we can practice no-self, we'll be able to go beyond the questions that make people suffer so much."

    "We are a continuation of the stream of life. Maybe our parents weren't able to appreciate us but our grandparents and our ancestors wanted us to come to life. The truth is that our grandparents, our ancestors always wanted us to be their continuation.  If we can know this, we will not suffer so much because of our parent's behavior.  Sometimes our parents are full of love and sometimes they are full of anger. This love and anger comes not only from them, but from all previous generations. When we can see this we no longer blame our parents for our suffering."

    Habit Energy

    The purpose of meditation is to look at something deeply and see its roots. Whatever kind of action we take, if we look deeply into it we'll be able to recognize the seed of that action. That seed may come from our ancestors. Whatever action we take, our ancestors are taking it at the same time with us.  So father, grandfather, and great-grandfather are doing it with you; mother, grandmother, and great-grandmother are doing it with you.  Our ancestors are there in every cell of our body.  There are seeds that are planted during your lifetime but there are also seeds that were planted before you manifested as this body."

    "Sometimes we act without intention, but that is also action.  "Habit Energy" is pushing us; it pushes us to do things without our being aware. Sometimes we do something without knowing we're doing it. Even when we don't want to do something, we still do it.  Sometimes we say, "I didn't want to do it, but it's stronger than me, it pushed me." So that is a seed, a habit energy that may have come from many generations in the past."

    "We have inherited a lot.  With mindfulness, we can become aware of the habit energy that has been passed down to us. We might see that our parents or grandparents wer also very weak in ways similar to us.  We can be aware without judgment that our negative habits come from these ancestral roots.  We can smile at our shortcomings at our habit energy. With awareness, we have a choice; we can act another way. We can end the cycle of suffering right now."

    "Perhaps in the past when we've noticed ourselves doing something unintentional, something we may have inherited and we've blamed ourselves.  We saw ourselves as an individual isolated self, full of shortcomings. But with awareness, we can begin to transform and let go of these habit energies."

    "With the practice of mindfulness, we recognize that a habitual action has taken place. This is the first awareness that mindfulness brings.  Then, if we're interested mindfulness and concentration help us look and find the root of our action.  That action may have been inspired by something that happened yesterday, or it may be three hundred years old and have roots in one of our ancestors.  Once we become aware of our actions, we can decide whether or not it's beneficial and, if it's not we can decide not to repeat that action. If we're aware of the habit energies in us and can become more intentional in our thoughts, speech, and actions, then we can transform not only ourselves, but also our ancestors who planted the seeds. We are practicing for all our ancestors and descendants not just for ourselves; we're practicing for the whole world."

    "When we're able to smile at a provocation, we can be aware of our ability, appreciate it and continue in this way.  If we're able to do that, it means our ancestors are also able to smile at what is provoking them.  If one person keeps calm and smiles at a provocation, the whole world will have a better chance for peace.  The key is to be aware of what our actions are. Our mindfulness will help us understand where our actions are coming from."  Thich Nhat Hanh

    I truly felt the energies of my sisters of many generations back as well as the future sisters….as I changed my habit energies.  They are with us and are cheering us on as we try to achieve what their generatons were not able to do.  

    You never walk alone…for in your cells is the history of habits and if you are aware, than you will intentionally pass on habits. 

    Awareness brings intentions.  

    Awareness also carries the responsibility to respond with mindfulness.

    Some of us carry the seeds of being aware…it seems to me, you either know or you don't know.

    And once you know, you can't not know.

    Once you can see the root system and how it grows, you then have the choice to continue to plant what is growing in your family or not.

    In my family, I was able to clearly see the root system of abuse, of how it came to be, and what continued it to flourish.  What habit energies watered it.

    I then had the opportunity to act with intention…I had a choice to either continue knowingly with abuse or decide not to repeat that action.

     

  • Free Birds

    The comment on the previous blog has me pondering the dance of friendship and even human interactions.

    There seems to be missing the attaching and detaching, the ebbing and flowing, the going along and then separating….at least what I have experienced mostly, is a forcing to remain together at times, when it would have been more honest to say, I need space, I need time to think, I need silence in order to process what I truly feel or need to grow here.

    Somehow, especially in my family, I am seen as being difficult for standing out and not participating, when I truly feel that my feelings would be fake if I did so.  

    Why can't we ask for space and let it be honored and even be prepared for the relationship to die?  

    Why is it that once we meet and engage, that we then feel we must stay connected…that it would 'hurt' the other to out grow them and move on….

    I just wonder if there are different natures of friendships and friends, and that some people hold on to the same friends their whole lives, while others seem to have sets of them….and they keep changing as we change.

    I am not sure there is a 'right' way to be a friend, but perhaps there is a truthful way…and the truthful way is often times acted out but seldom is it ever openly discussed…Again, in my experience.

    Maybe there are friends for different occasions and different levels and for our souls as well as for our personalities etc.  And all that any of us can do is offer our true self to each interaction.

    People and human interactions are very intriguing to me, and I believe that the more you learn about yourself, the more you see in others.

    Maybe I have been given many different scenarios for me to become more authentic, for me to find pieces of me that I had given away or had allowed others to carry of me.

    I just find it so fascinating how we interact with others…and I can see much more clearly how the abused act in comparison to those who haven't been.

    How often times the confusion distorts the person so we can't ever get to know the real one…or we get glimpses and then it is washed over with defense.

    Perhaps there is human nature and then inhumane nature…and that could be the over view of the two types of birds I see.

    It is the inhuman nature that is vastly intriguing to me, for it seems the harder they try and cover up their truths, the more inhumane they become.

    It leads me to wonder what is the natural human nature?

    Is there even such a deal?  Is it possible to return to our holistic nature?  

    I somehow believed it was wrong or that I would be viewed as less by openly stating how unnatural I was.  Yet what freedom I found when I did.  

    I came out of the closet of being 'normal' and embraced how backwards I was…which has ironically set me on the path to normal, for me.

    My normal is the land we all should live on. Each of us return to our own natural holistic life.  Where we are steered by our feelings and our truths…flying together but under our own inner guidance, where there is no One Normal, but an individual normal.

    It seems then we could all say what it is we need to say. Fly with folks for awhile and then fly away.  It would be a much more free way to live…

    Where we would all be birds of the same feather, free birds.

    (Thanks Carol for going deeper….)

  • Bird of Truth

    I wonder about the Art of Making new friends, and does this change from when we are small children, what are our needs or requirements in wanting to spend time with each other?  How do we connect and then want to connect again or what makes us decide we no longer are interested in knowing more or finding a new depth in being acquaintances?  Is this a mutual dance, or can one person decide they have gone far enough and no longer are interested?  

    Is there ever an adult mutal exploring dialogue that goes on where you share differing views and opposing insights, and then in a almost friendly manner, say "Oh, we don't match enough for there to be common ground for us to play on…." 

    In my experience, silence is my first red flag, that something is amiss.  Silence without an explaination.  

    When I walked out on my mother, I knew that we had reached a fork in the road, and that neither of us were willing to join the other's path, and parting seemed natural.

    There was a clear and obvious difference, that neither of us could articulate at the time; but it was being played out in reality and the split was there in all its glory.  No words or fancy phrases, quotes or past sentiments could cover it up.  

    A split, a crevice opened up and swallowed what had been…what was before was no more…in its place was two ladies responding and reacting totally different to one man's abuse.

    This gigantic and obvious space didn't allow for small chit chat or table talk, it overtook us and wiped out our past relationship, leaving in its place, estrangement.

    I had similar splits with most of my siblings, where my responses and theirs stood a world apart, setting me on a pathway that would no longer converge with theirs, for I now we heading in a totally new direction for me.

    My changing has also cooled other friendships, for what had bound us together was our similarities.

    It seems like a natural separation, where neither one has to voice words or have lengthy conversations, but each feel more comfortable in the drifting away.

    In the past, I may have overlooked many red flags that popped up early, but now I honor each flag that rises, each response that is made is showing me who they are.  I no longer fight and push flags down, nor demand more then they have to give…nor will I stay for the potential of what may someday arise…I allow them the freedom to be…which in turn gives me freedom to let go.

    It is the old adage, "Birds of a feather flock together."  

    I wonder if we have a subconscious checklist, and we go along until we hit a spot where we no longer match, which tells us our feathers don't match…we don't belong to the same bird.

    And I wonder how many birds there are to belong to?

    I believe we can boil it down to just two birds.

    Birds of truth and Birds of fiction.

    I was taught to fly as a bird of fiction, that in order to be loved and for their to be peace in my family home, I had to not show my broken feathers…

    I fit into a flock of pretenders…until all my lies and pretending came home to roost.  It was then I realized there was and is only one bird in our family.  The bird of abuse…no matter how much we didn't talk about it, or act like it, we still couldn't pull off a new bird.

    It was when I stopped pretending that the split happened…and I began flying with the bird of truth.

  • The Function of Mindfulness

    "Reconciliation: Healing the Inner Child" by Thich Nhat Hanh.

    The Function of Mindfulness

    "First function of mindfulness is to recognize and NOT TO FIGHT. We can stop at any time and become aware of the child within us. When we recognize the wounded child for the first time, all we need to do is be aware of him or her and say hello.  That's all.  Perhaps this child is sad.  If we notice this we can just breathe in and say to ourselves, "breathing in, I know that sorrow has manifested in me.  Hello, my sorrow.  Breathing out, I will take good care of you."

    "Once we have recognized our inner child, the second function of mindfulness is to embrace him or her. This isa very pleasant practice.  Instead of fighting our emotions, we are taking good care of ourselves.  Mindfulness brings with her an ally – concentration. The first few minutes of recognizing and embracing our inner child with tenderness will bring some relief. The difficult emotions will still be there, but we won't suffer as much anymore."

    "After recognizing and embracing our inner child, the third function of mindfulness is to soothe and relieve our difficult emotions.  Just by holding this child gently we are soothing our difficult emotions and we can begin to feel at ease.  When we embrace our strong emotions with mindfulness and concentration, we'll be able to see the roots of these mental formations. We'll know where our suffering has come from. When we see the roots of things our suffering will lessen. So mindfulness recognizes, embraces and relieves."

    "The energy of mindfulness contains energy of concentration as well as the energy of insight.  Concentration helps us focus on just one thing. With concentration, the energy of looking becomes more powerful and insight is possible.  Insight always has the power of liberating us.  If mindfulness is there, and we know how to keep mindfulness alive, concentration will be there, too. And if we know how to keep concentration alive, insight will also come.  The energy of mindfulness enables us to look deeply and gain the insight we need that transformation is possible."  Thich Nhat Hanh

    Wow.  I love that mindfulness brings concentration and concentration brings insight!

  • Listening.

    In the book, "Reconciliation: Healing the Inner Child" by Thich Nhat Hanh, he writes about Listening.

    "When we speak of listening with compassion, we usually think of listening to someone else.  But we must also listen to the wounded child inside of us.  Sometimes the wounded child in us needs all our attention. That little child might emerge from the depths of your consciousness and ask for your attention.  If you are mindful, you will hear his or her voice calling for help.  At that moment, instead of paying attention to whatever is in front of you, go back and tenderly embrace the wounded child.  You can talk directly to the child with the language of love, saying, "In the past, I left you alone.  I went away from you.  Now, I am very sorry.  I am going to embrace you." You can say, "Darling, I am here for you. I know that you suffer so much.  I have been busy.  I have neglected you, and now I have learned a way to come back to you."  If necessary, you have to cry together with that child. Whenever you need to, you can sit and breathe with the child. "Breathing in, I go back to my wounded child; Breathing out, I take good care of my wounded child."

    "You have to talk to your child several times a day.  Only then can healing take place.   Embracing you child tenderly, you reassure him that you will never let him down again or leave him unattended.  The little child has been left alone for so long. That is why you need to begin this practice right away. If you don't do it now, when will you do it?"

    "If you know how to go back to her and listen carefully every day for five or ten minutes, healing will take place.  When you climb a beautiful mountain, invite your child to climbe with you. When you contemplate the sunset, invite her to enjoy it with you.  If you do that for a few weeks or a few months, the wounded child in you will experience healing."

    "With practice, we can see that our wounded child is not only us.  Our wounded child my represent several generations.  Our mother may have suffered throughout her life.  Our father may have suffered.  Perhaps our parents weren't able to look after the wounded child in themselves.  So when you're embracing the wounded child within us, we're embracing all the wounded children of our past generations.  This practice is not a practice for ourselves alone, but for numberless generations of ancestors or descendants."

    "Our ancestors may not have known how to care for their wounded child within, so they transmitted their wounded child to us.  Our practice is to end this cycle.  If we can heal our wounded child, we will not only liberate ourselves, but will also help liberate whoever has hurt or abused us.  The abuser may also have been the victim of abuse. There are people who have practiced with their inner child for a long time who have had a lessening of their suffering and have experienced transformation. Their relationships with family and friends have become much easier."

    "We suffer because we have not been touched by compassion and understanding. If we generate the energy of mindfulness, understanding and compassion for our wounded child, we will suffer less. When we generate mindfulness, compassion and understanding become possible, and we can allow people to love us.  Before, we may have been suspicious of everything and everyone.  Compassion helps us relate to others and restores communication."

    "The people around us, our family and friends, may also have a severely wounded child inside.  If we've managed to help ourselves, we can also help them.  When we've healed ourselves, our relationships with others become much easier.  There's more peace and more love in us."

    "Go back and take care of your self.  Your body needs you, your feelings need you, your perceptions need you.  The wounded child in you needs you.  Your suffering needs you to acknowledge it.  Go home and be there for all these things.  Practice mindful walking and mindful breathing. Do everything in mindfulness so you can really be there, so you can love."  Thich Nhat Hanh 

    I know that we are not truly listening If we only listen to others and neglect hearing what our wounded child needs.  Unhealed wounded children are the source of all the pain on this planet…

    Each of us can end the pain and suffering by learning how to hear what our wounded child needs.

  • Grateful for being Detached

    "We cannot begin to work on ourselves, to live our own lives, feel our own feelings, and solve our own problems until we have DETACHED from the object of our obsession. From any experiences (and those of others), it appears that even our Higher Power can't do much with us until we have detached."                        Melody Beatte

    When our choices 'affect' another's happiness there is a codependent relationship…or if we feel unable to do what we want, we are not detached, but connected.

    And the work towards healing is learning how to detach; to make a choice that you know is against what the other wants, but it is for your own happiness, that you begin to work yourself free of this codependency.

    I love that even the Universe is unable to do much with us while we are focused on the happiness and peace of others….while we are neglecting us, so is the Universe.  It honors our free will….and we are using our free will to dance to make others happy…neglecting our own soul.

    I use to be a great jailer of my children's lives, and wanted and needed them to act a certain way for my happiness and peace of mind.

    When I detached from my children, my children did not have to run away to be free…they had a free life in my presence.

    There was nothing they could or could not do that would change the climate inside of me. I was the only person responsible for my feelings…it now seems so hopelessly silly to imagine that old life, and totally debilitating for me, and harshly selfish and cold towards them.

    Neither of us were in control, and both of us needed the other to act a certain way…how incredibly hard to live this way.

    How freeing to just act for me….which leaves you at act for you.  

    I am grateful for being detached.

  • Keep Silent

    In reading Melody Beatte's book, "Codependent No More"….I came upon these few sentences that explained so much to me.

    " Codependency is an emotional, psychological, and behavioral condition that develops as a result of an individual's prolonged exposure to, and practice of, a set of Oppressive Rules….Rules which prevent the OPEN EXPRESSION of FEELINGS as well as THE DIRECT DISCUSSION of personal and interpersonal problems."  Robert Stubby

    This explains the way the Church Doesn't deal with personal or interpersonal problems, for its members have had a prolonged exposure and have been taught to practice 'following' the rules makes you a good christian.

    The oppressive rules alone are not the culprit, but the long exposure…especially those who have been born in capitivity, where they never visited a world where you could openly express and discuss directly how you felt and what you thought.

    And certainly, under no conditions are you allowed to question the 'sins' or why you can't do this or that.  An oppressive environment for sure.  This bleeds down into the family homes, for it is preached to do so.

    I am finding that our family wasn't just weird like this, but that any family of the church has this same nature it is like the church's mission statement to teach codependency.

    Good members of the church are good codependents.

    Melody writes, "Earnie Larsen, another codependency specialist and pioneer in that field defines codependency as "those self-defeating, learned behaviors or character defects that result from a diminished capacity to initiate or to participate in loving relationships."

    Being unable to openly discuss personal feelings without being punished for it, is what makes us fake who we are.

    One of the oppressive rules of the church is "Honor thy Mother and thy father…" It cares not who they are or how they act, it is a RULE.

    In honoring them, you have to become disloyal to yourself. 

    Where does this leave a child?  

    From my experience, no personal stuff was ever discussed….not even the generic feelings, Let alone abuse.

    Just the very fact that we are indoctrinated into this society, and then abused…leaves a child lost, alone with no way out…

    The only way out is to leave…for a child is not allowed to speak, it is against the rules. 

    What is even more tragic, is that the love goes when you break the rules. So in order to keep the love, you have to keep silent.

     

  • Knows you can….

    We believe that courage and fearlessness will arrive before we do something; that it is an actual muscle like thing that comes crawling into our body and boom, we now have courage.

    But courage isn't like that, nor is being fearless. 

    Courage is knowing you are in fear and shaking and trembling and feeling like a small child could push you over, and you keep going.

    Courage and strength doesn't arrive first. It actually settles into you after you faced your biggest fears, said what you thought you could never say, do what you felt was impossible to happen.  It comes After.

    Which seems like that is backwards, but courage comes afterward, for you look back at what you actually did. What you said and how you didn't die….or faint or whatever, You did it. 

    It is the act of doing what you don't feel you have the strength or the courage to do…But you do it anyway….that's when you see this psyche muscle there…courage.

    It isn't like love….it arrives after you need it.  It is like a cheerleader waiting on the other side of the river of turmoil and waiting to embrace you….it doesn't carry you across.

    I am thinking codependency carries….courage waits and cheers, beckoning you to be brave, to walk with shaky legs, to talk through tears and sobs….that is courage.

    Courage doesn't look like we may have it pictured, like it is strong and calm and wise and cool looking, and all put together.

    For me, courage was swear words and jagged sobs, it was putting up hands when my mother came to hug, after being silently away for 5 months after her husband was exposed as being a pedophile.

    Courage was saying no.

    Courage for me was walking into her home, reigning in my rage to the point of ONLY hollering and not pummeling her.  Courage was saying what I had to say to ears that were unable to hear or be empathetic.

    Courage had me walking out, knowing that she couldn't mother me…courage was mothering me myself.

    Courage was sitting on a path not knowing where it led, but going anyway.  Courage was to be without a plan and being okay.

    Courage was accepting what is, when it turned my belly into heaving sobs.

    Courage wasn't pretty or perfect, it wasn't calm and peaceful, but raw ugliness at times…that looking back were beautifully represented in their honesty.

    Courage is doing what you have never done before to get to a place you have no idea that you need to go.

    Courage is blindly living on a pinhead of time, where nothing is familiar and no one is ahead of you…it is you and the time ticking in your life.

    Courage is surrendering the pattern you have followed to strike out on your own, creating as you go; one shakey step at a time.

    Courage beckons and you say yes…in the exact condition you are in. It like God, and only accepts originality.  It only wants you just as you are in this moment of time.  You are perfectly perfect….it waits…go toward it…it is on the other side of what ever you feel is impossible…just head in and know you are not alone. Courage is watching, cheering and knows you can.

     

  • I run, because you can’t……for my sister friend.

    “There are only two mistakes one can make along the road to truth; not going all the way and not starting.”

                 Buddha

     

    I felt the loneliness today of my Aunt who ran away.  A woman I never met, yet I feel we are one.

     

    I felt her sadness of being misunderstood and unknown, how her choice to save herself, sentenced her to a life alone outside of her family.

     

    Ostracized for escaping, for saving ourselves, for walking free of abuse, we are not cheered, no clapping, instead we are jeered with sarcasm.

     

    I never ever thought my harshest critics would be from my own family, they are forever punching the already weakened psyche.

     

    The Little girl within feels so sad, empty of words to make them see. 

     

    Today I wondered about my Aunt and her life, how she survived without contact from her family, yet like me the family she missed is the same one that brings her pain.

     

    The intellectual part of me understands that the energy they bring me isn’t healthy, but my heart yearns for acceptance, for understanding and even empathy.

     

    Like missing the stick that is poking you in the eye.

     

    I have more empathy for folks who are set aside because of who they are, parts of themselves they cannot change.

     

    Maybe because my Aunt disappeared and no one spoke her name that I want there to be words about me.

     

    Perhaps this blog is a way that I too will not just simply disappear without a trace.

     

    In the first few days of my father being accused of criminal sexual conduct, I wrote.

     

    I wrote in disbelief, I wrote the words to anchor myself somewhere, to hold me in the sea of grief.

     

    Writing is evidence of my journey.

     

    I have kept all written communications from my family as evidence. I know that is an odd word to use. 

     

    It was the evidence I needed to sort out which one of us was in reality and which one wasn’t.

     

    My mental mind fought a long hard battle up against reality and in reality there are written words from a family who is not cheering me.

     

    In as much as I want them to be cheering, what I needed more were their words of mental ness to shine the way out.

     

    Maybe in the end their shouts of sarcasm are cheering me forward.

     

    They are showing me there is nothing for me back there.

    They were showing me how not to be.

    Showing me how far I have come.

     

    I feel the energy of my runaway aunt; she joins me in spirit as I run along, lending me her courage and strength.  I feel the spirit of many little girls whose time ran out, who were too empty to begin, I run for you. 

     

    I run towards wholeness with truth at my side.

    I feel you with me as I run.

     

    The refrain “you are the wind beneath my wings” came to mind.

     

    I am so grateful I was able to run away.

    I am so not alone.

    All little girls everywhere who suffered like I, I run for you.

    I run, because you can’t.

     

     

     

  • The Spirit of Joy

    As I lay in bed last night a few of the comments about the new Mitten Tree quilt passed through my mind as well as one comment made on my first one (mitten quilt)….and there really is a difference in energy between the two.

    The first one, was created a year ago, (December 16th post on Blog) and I didn't know the actual meaning of this quilt…until perhaps this one, and it shows a totally different feeling

    A year ago, during a conversation about The Storyline, I asked myself who in my ancestry had an impact on me….It was the Aunt who I didn't know,but who like I ran away from her family…Was she like me who had to leave the abuse to save herself?

    And that quilt showed the sorrow or grief of approaching the mitten tree of misfits, reluctantly…the pain of having to make a new life, a new family, a new place to fit in.

    The juxtaposition in the energies of the two quilts is remarkable…the reverence I felt in the first and then the spirit of bold freedom or lightheartedness in the second.

    This new Mitten Tree quilt has the energy of youth.

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    With a spring in her step she knows where she belongs…

    It is like the first quilt was the old me approaching the tree and this one is my young inner self…

    Wow….nice to see the difference of energy, of regaining the spirit of joy.