Darning Socks & Other Life-changing Activities...

I'm learning to live my way into the answers to the big questions in my life... to be patient with that and allow that process to take as long as it takes (without self criticism and self blame), and to follow whatever path it needs to unfold...

And that's not always a very comfortable place to be...

Some moments are filled with complete joy and excitement, as I remember who I am and why I'm here...

And others are 'gut-wrenching, cringe-making, hide-in-the-bed, pull-the-covers-over-my-head, make-the-world-go-away, I-don't-want-to-know-about-it' hells...

And I can yo-yo between these two states several times a day... 

And no, it's not a psychological pathology - it's what stepping into self-actualisation, owning my own life and my power, feels like...

I finally feel like I've earned my two sacred medicine names - that I'm embodying them, living them...

And my guidance/intuition is stronger than it's been for the past seven years, which shows me that I've understood and integrated much of this journey here in the US and am ready for something new...

Understandings are coming in fast and furious, usually in the form of mental pictures which are an analogy of what's happening in 3D...

This morning, waking from a dream (where I was fighting a nasty husband and wife and their obnoxious children!), I was given a series of pictures...

A child's new birth blanket, carried through early life, becoming tattered, torn, dirty...

My son's much loved 8-year-old teddy bear...

Spending time repairing it... sewing and filling in the holes, trimming the frayed ends, mending, washing, restoring as much as possible... not trying to make it new again, but returning it to wholeness...

And then I was shown me as a young girl, learning to darn socks (which my mother taught me as part of her own philosophy of 'waste not, want not,' and was a requirement to earn a "Brownie"  badge!)...

The right size needle, the right weight and colour of wool, taking time and care to weave in new yarn to fill the holes; fine, focused, patient work so that you didn't create rough ridges and edges that would rub on sensitive skin...

And that's what we all do with our lives, as we grow towards wholeness...

Recall, recapture, repair, re-weave, re-fashion into something that's not new, but complete again, and still has as its foundation, at its core, the original Divine, perfect creation that was you when you came into this world...