LA BELIEVES IN LOVE

 

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In reflection, I would like to write that my life has been just like yours if you have been raised in a home with an alcoholic or fearful and detached parent. I was blessed being born in 1951 with a simple existence of not knowing how another friend of mine lived. Being clueless of what went on in someones home, therefore, I was not aware that my family life was anything but perfect. The word dysfunctional did not enter my mind until I was a mom myself and searching for my path.

Stories that I have are many but they are in the past where they belong. I married young to my 7th grade sweetheart. We grew up together and in doing so we just put one foot in front of the other and here we are forty-four years later. Proud parents of four amazing children and five delicious grand babies. We never planned, we never spoke of money, never traveled and we never ever involved our parents in our life.

I believe that my parents generation were extremely close to theirs because they were breast fed. There was a deep sense of family and it was a time where family all lived within the same neighborhood. The bond between mother and child is secure in the aspect of nourishing the baby with ones own body. I was not breast fed nor were most of my generation because of formula being invented. Please share your thoughts on this aspect whether you were breast fed or not. It is an interesting concept I feel that breast feeding connects the child in a different way compared to a bottle fed baby and it is that simplicity to life that we need to connect back to. Of course, it is different today because most babies are breast fed. I started having babies in 1977 and my last was born in 1985 and I enjoyed the comfort, touch and bond I felt by breast feeding. There are exceptions to everything in life and our choices as parents have a deep well of power when it comes to our children.

I look back on the fact that my dad only went to the 6th grade, as well as, my mom. It was a time for them to have their dreams and desires but unable to manifest that which would propel them to a life of joy. Love was the key to their existence. I believe love is the basis and foundation as well as the purpose we are here. He worked nights up until he was 40 years old when he had a mental breakdown and attempted suicide. It was then that a shift developed within my family life that took me into the minds of the mentally ill at the age of eighteen. He lived another thirty years in and out of psychiatric hospitals and different adult homes. Then right after I married at twenty, my mom divorced him and he became my responsibility until his death of lung cancer at seventy.

Dad had a deep love and connection to Mother Nature. He walked everywhere, he loved the beach and going to indoor pools in the winter. He loved music and the movies. He was a simple but wise man to me. He loved being outside in a park or just walking through the streets. He walked everywhere.

My mom the fearful one never journeyed with us out into the streets of our neighborhood or New York City, nor did she swim with us. It was always as far back as I can remember my dad, brother and me. Of course, there were drunken episodes and I make light of them because I never feared my dad. I feared for him. Today, I realize my moms fear of my dad when in a drunken state kept her at home where she could be safe for awhile.

I am blessed to understand the past of my parents life and mine had reason and purpose. Truly I think back on these memories with love and know that my parents did the best that they could.

I shared a life journey with my parents that I continue to respect even today. I honor them in the best way that I am capable of by taking the gifts that I received from them and with love I share them through the written word and being fearless.

Innocence, love and marriage is coming…

Pray. Journal. Meditate.

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Happy Holidays to All…

As I personally prepare for the holidays; shopping and wrapping presents, decorating my house and tree I look around at the beauty that fills my soul at this time of year. This past Saturday the snow covered the world as if I were living in a winter wonderland and filled me with delight. I trust and believe that there is a Divine Intelligence creating this beauty to behold. I reflect back on past holiday seasons when I was a child. The snow, music, wonder, and excitement filled with anticipation of the gifts on Christmas morning I can still remember. IAM very grateful for my parents who always made the holidays special. I try in my way to take what they taught me with my own children and now my grandchildren.

Christmas is all about the wonder in the eyes of a child. My oldest grandchild who is 5 told me that he received a letter from Santa and he was put on the nice list. He was thrilled! I have created in these past few weeks a date night with my two oldest grandsons and they fill my heart with joy. My husband and I pick them up at early in the evening and spend about 3 hours with them. It is a time that for me is planting memories for tomorrow. I told my husband that I hope that even 10 years down the road we are still meeting them for dinner and our special time together. Why not? 

For many I am aware of the grief they are feeling during this time of the year, whether it is a recent loss or a past loss in their lives. It is part of our life journey to love and move one. To grieve and feel sad, even depressed. Personally, I have grieved, I have lost but I trust that there is a process to life and that sometimes we must remember to give an open love unconditionally with those we share our life experience with so we have no regrets afterwards. Love is the Power we all possess to be given with an open heart.

There comes a time to forgive those we think that have created fear and pain in our lives and remember the good times. There had to be good times, I believe! We forget the fun times, the laughter and wonder of life and choose to get stuck in the end part of life. That those we loved are gone, but how did you get along with them when they were here is the question to be answered. What better time of year then this time when there is music, lights, gifts to be bought and food to be shared to reflect on happy memories.

We as a society take the fears, guilt, shame, lies and grief forward with us by choice when they need no longer be part of today. We need not forget but we can forgive only because what has happened cannot be changed. We are here to love one another unconditional. Sit in silence today and close your eyes for a few minutes checking in with your emotions and how you love who you are, then fill your heart with this love and send it to those you are missing. Breathe in saying “God!” Breathe out saying “Is!” You will be amazed at how wonderful you will feel!

Meditating, taking pen to paper, praying and reading spiritual books can calm the soul and relax the mind. Yes, it is a hectic time in general but it is also a time to give, forgive and be of service in some way. It matters most of all the love in your heart that you share with another.

Pray, Meditate, Journal

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