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Glimpsing The Crone As We Mother

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The crone phase of life is drawing closer and to be honest, I’m not ready.

I’m possibly being a bit alarmist.  Most texts describe the crone stage as beginning after menopause and I’m not even in peri-menopause yet.

I guess I’m feeling into the aspect of crone that’s always been with me.  I believe we carry the archetypes of child, maiden, enchantress, mother and crone (plus many others), within us from birth and all the way through our lives.  The stages of life that bring us into the full expression of these roles are quite fluid and overlapping.

It’s been four weeks since I turned 47 and I’m still coming to terms with this ‘late-forties’ status.  I colour my hair to cover the greys, I look after my health and my body so I still feel and look youngish, plus I still have school-aged children, so how can I be moving into the wise woman phase already?

Well to be real, we’re a bit messed up in our modern lives when it comes to living out the ancient female archetypes.  For one thing, we’re having our children later.  A couple of hundred years ago I would have been welcoming grandchildren into my life at this age instead of still parenting my own teenagers.

In a tribal scenario I would be winding down, being cared for my my adult children, imparting my wisdom and being revered as an elder.

Instead, I feel like I’m winding up into the most productive era of my life.  In my fifties and sixties I see myself writing books, speaking at events, leading women’s retreats and guiding people on their paths in coaching and counselling programs.  And there’s certainly some crone-like wisdom emerging as I embark on this phase.  I can feel it.

So how do the gifts of the crone archetype fit into this modern era?

The crone is the old wise woman.  The hag in the cottage in the deep dark forest.  In the traditional Russian tale of Vasalisa, Baba Yaga is the wild and unpredictable keeper of female intuitive power and magic.  She’s the observer, holder of energy, subtle healer and sage who has seen much and is ready to turn away from societal expectations to enjoy her life with less burden and pressure.

How we might embody the crone archetype while we’re still actively mothering our children is an interesting dilemma but one worth nutting out.

In her article describing the crone energy, Miranda Gray outlines ways each of the four feminine archetypes correspond with the four phases of the menstrual cycle.  The post-menstrual phase is represented by the blossoming maiden, the time of ovulation with the mother, the third phase is for the enchantress and as the menstrual flow begins, the crone.

The Crone energies are like the winter, quiet and still. Her outward face is hidden, and she is turned completely inward. She lets go of the need to interact with society and to conform to its requirements. The Crone doesn’t have the physical energy to make things happen; instead she watches and, in her stillness and being, allows events to evolve. She is the weaver of Universal Energy, who creates with intention and flow.Gray, January 2015

So not only is the crone energy within us always, and most especially after menopause, we also might dwell in this energy during menstruation to make the most of its deep and interesting gifts.

To live in a mindset of embracing change feels more useful than resisting it.  Sure, there’s a part of me that wants to stay young and fears the advancing years but hey, what choice do we have.  I want to be here in twenty years.  I want to see my grandchildren arrive in the world and I want to be an active participant in my own long life.  I want to own my crone years.

I have beautiful friends in their mid-seventies who embody it all, maiden, mother, enchantress and crone in their lives right now.  I see it when they laugh, cry, dance, impart wisdom, sit and listen, paint, write and speak.  I also see it all in my 13 year old daughter.  She can be wise, funny, silly, wicked, wild, nurturing, intuitive and alluring all in one day.

So perhaps we may turn our attention to embracing many of these archetypes at any stage of life?  We need not wait for the years to age us before we claim at least a small portion of crone status and we may retain a little of the younger archetypes in later life as well.

What do you feel?  I’d love to know.

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Bring Your Shadow Self Into The Light

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We all have qualities we keep in the shadows, but what if shining light onto these darker aspects could actually make life better?

If we want to feel more peaceful and complete, then we’ll want to know more about these parts we’re not owning.

The way we discover what they are, is to observe what bothers us about other people, particularly the people we love.

The qualities we demonise in others are our shadow qualities.

Allow me a moment to explain:

Might you sometimes be heard whingeing that your partner, child, sibling or dear friend is negative/lazy/ unmotivated/self-centred or any other quality you despise?

Yes?  Come on, think about it. Mmhmm – maybe just a little?

Let’s just say we all have ‘issues’ with certain qualities – for me it’s things like anger, martyrdom, competitiveness and ungratefulness.

It’s understandable to dislike these nasty old traits right?

Except for this….

What’s true is that we ALL have the capacity to embody every quality that’s ever existed. 

But rather than loving it ALL, what we do with the parts that give us a squeamish feeling is to deny them, project them onto other people and cover them over with niceness and approval seeking.

To examine the qualities we dislike in others is to look directly into a reflection of what we ARE but don’t want to own.  The question we must ask when we feel ourselves bristling at the behaviour of another is: “How do I do that?”

And this is where compassion comes in.  Compassion for yourself and compassion for everyone else because gosh aren’t we all just muddling along the very best we can?

The shadow aspects we’re most afraid of might actually become super-powers if we learn how to integrate them and shed a decent amount of light on them.

Let’s take the quality of competitive drive and have a closer look.

I denied this aspect of myself for the longest time but here’s how I know I’m competitive:

  • I react with strong dislike to other people being competitive
  • I get quite emotionally involved with my children’s sporting matches and want them to win
  • I feel slightly envious of friends who are more successful than me
  • I feel more attached to my children receiving awards than is perhaps healthy
  • I like being good at stuff and love getting recognition
Even caterpillars have shadows. Image by April

The funny thing is, now that I’ve began to lovingly embrace this quality and see it as funny and adorable rather than nasty and shameful, it’s softened.

And I can use this competitive drive of mine to get things done!  If I didn’t care at all about striving for a better life, I probably wouldn’t have chosen to become self-employed.  And that would’ve been a pity because I love my work and I’ve already helped quite a few people.

Do you see where I’m going with this?  By shining light on our shadow qualities we get to benefit from their good bits and allow them to partner with our so-called positive qualities for great outcomes.

Hide them away and they become bitter and destructive.  Embrace them as vital elements of our humanity and they become another playful and productive part of who we are.

Angry people make great activists and campaigners for social change and martyrs make great community volunteers, even if they do make others miserable with their bitter complaints…

What’s your shadow?

Are you willing to acknowledge it and lead it into the light?

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Why Are We Afraid of Being Soft?

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To be soft, yielding, gentle, quiet, accepting, open, innocent, trusting….

They’re not qualities we value so much these days.

Our culture seems to value their opposites – tough, strong, critical, resilient, decisive, assertive, cynical and street-wise.  It’s the yin and yang, the feminine and masculine at their extremes.

Because of course we can be soft and strong, quiet and assertive, gentle and tough.

Yes indeed. Think of a rose – soft and delicate petals with tough leaves and strong, thorn-laden stems. Nature at its most wondrous.

I feel we’ve forgotten the value of softness.

Softness is love, warmth, praise, compassion, open-mindedness, trust, vulnerability, acceptance, appreciation…

Just think about it, when you’re with your family, is the mood one of softness or hardness?  Could there be a softening?  Would it feel better?  Would it allow more love in?

When I’m quick to assert an opinion, make a judgement, defend myself or speak without really listening, I’m not adding a loving presence.  I’m certainly not bonding more closely with the people I love. If anything, I’m holding them at a distance.

If I could just soften a little, slow things down, be more gentle and open:

Would people walk all over me?

Would I lose my way?

Would I be diminished in my effectiveness, my productivity?

Would I count for less?

The archetype of the soft and loving mother has become an anachronism.  She disappeared out of fear and shame in the face of a masculine-oriented world.  The gentler feminine qualities were subjected to ridicule and derision. It became an insult to be soft.  Toughness and boldness became the goal.

The harshness of the world has taken this quality away from us, men and women both.

We’re hard on ourselves.  We’re taught to compare and compete against others from a young age.  We’re taught it’s a dog eat dog world – you’d better get the prize before your neighbour does.

Try harder, do better next time, don’t let yourself down, toughen up, keep going, don’t give up, don’t be so soft.

You got this!

I want to break it all down and let it go and not just because it doesn’t feel good….also because it doesn’t work.

I don’t do better when I strive harder, are more critical of myself or more uncompromising.  It just makes me freeze up and feel panicked.  I’ve always been sensitive to stress. When I was a student I had performance-stunting anxiety in exams, became mentally scattered and unfocused under deadline pressure and would end up ill after prolonged periods of emotional strain and busyness.

I do not thrive under pressure.

Does anyone really?  I suspect we get addicted to the adrenaline rush and the ego-trip of being so busy we haven’t got time to scratch ourselves.  I’m busy and stressed, therefore, I’m important.

Of course having some degree of structure and discipline is essential for getting things done but do we really need to harangue ourselves into feeling a slave to every task, overwhelmed and a failure?

So where does that leave us?  I feel we’re starved of self-love and self-compassion.  Danielle Laporte raises this point in her new book White Hot Truth…check out some excerpts here.

We’re all trying so hard to be too much to too many people and it hurts.

What if we just softened a little?

I’d love to hear your thoughts….

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Is Ancient Shame Holding You Back?

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Shame that’s hidden from view is still shame that holds us back.

Mainly from love – giving and receiving.

We’ve all done things we’re ashamed of right?

Cast your mind back to childhood and I’m sure you’ll find something – a lie, a theft, a blurted nasty comment, classroom cheating, betrayal of a friend….

Ringing any bells?

More than twenty years ago I betrayed the man I had made marriage vows with not much more than a year earlier.

I left him for someone else.

I knew then as I know now, it was for the best.

I still hated myself for the pain I caused. I wished it could have been different – sort of.

It was exactly what it was and maybe the only way it could have been after nine years of familiarity and habit.

It did it because I’d been thrown a lifeline and I wanted to live – gawd that sounds dramatic.  I wasn’t in any physical danger.  It was just that I felt like I was sinking.

It wasn’t his fault. We’d just created something that wasn’t very happy.  The dynamic was all wrong and I suddenly saw it for what it had become;  we were like brother and sister.

I wanted more and I felt trapped with what we were capable of.  I began to harden up, toughen my outlook.  I set my jaw and steeled my gaze.

I guess I thought I could manage it okay if I changed myself enough. I held my breath.

And then I saw him at the party.  My husband was outside chatting with someone.  I walked inside and there sitting with an empty chair beside him, was a person I’d always wondered about.

I sat down and before I knew it I’d said, “I still have feelings for you.”

“But you’re married”, he said.  “I was at your wedding”, he said.

“I know”.

We both leaned forward, heads in our hands and smiled silly, hopeless sort of smiles.

Weeks went by and I told myself that was that. Nothing could happen.

Coincidentally, he worked at the university where I was studying. We met up a few times in the campus grounds after my lectures. Sat on hard benches and talked as the sun went down.

I persisted that it was pointless as I wasn’t about to leave my marriage. I said, I couldn’t bear to go through that.

He gently said, “You wouldn’t be sitting here talking to me if you were happy.”

Then a few weeks later he flew to England for a planned six month stay.

Just before he left, my husband worked out something was up.

One week later I moved out.

Life went on. I kept studying and working, friends chose camps, my parents were very supportive, I never saw my in-laws again.

It wasn’t easy but I had this little voice inside that I’d ignored years earlier when I was confused about love.  It whispered; stay strong, keep going, this is temporary, you’re doing fine.

My new flame came home and we moved in together. Four years later we got married.  You know the rest….kids, jobs, studies, homes, holidays, change, challenges, a move to the country and suddenly we’re middle-aged.

Up until last week I thought I was over this part of my story.  I’d done the counselling, read the books, been healed by experts, become a healer myself, gotten it all straight in my mind and reached a level of peace about it.

The Australian Bush Flower Essence – wedding bush supports us in being committed to any aspect of life.

But in truth I’m still holding it against myself.  I’m still ashamed of what I did and only I can resolve that. And resolve it I will because what I’ve realised is that this shame is stopping me from having the quality and depth of love I want in my relationship with not only my husband but with all the important people in my life.

So how?  This is what I feel:

  • Put my hands on my heart and love myself a little more
  • Feel into my soul, trust in the wisdom I followed and know that it was my best choice at the time
  • Grow into stronger compassion for the 24 year-old me who was simply saving herself
  • Give thanks to the universe for giving me the courage to step forward onto that new path and risk losing everyone’s love in the process.

All these old fragmented, hidden parts of ourselves don’t really need to be released or healed….they need to be integrated into the wondrous, complex and multi-faceted beings that we are.

We don’t need to continually make ourselves wrong or flawed or broken.  We’re all the villain and the victim. We’re all innocent and all guilty.  We are all deserving of love no matter what.

Tricia

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Five ways to tell if you’re being safe or real

Posted in Live From Intuition, and Self-Care and Self-Healing

We’re born complete. We’re born real.

We start out life as these individual sparks.  Both perfect and flawed.

Wonderful and remarkable, yet quirky and somehow not-quite-formed to those who love us.

This is where it begins…

Even in the womb we’re absorbing information.  Feeling and sensing who we might be.  Then we come out into the world and we begin taking stock, tallying the facts as we see them and adjusting our responses.

Managing our image.

Who we start to become is still us, it’s just that, well, we can’t help but be partly molded and shaped by what we experience, who we spend time with each day and what they think and feel.

And don’t get me wrong, none of this is a mistake, none of it’s wrong or anything other than what our soul ordered from the cosmos when we deigned to alight on this here planet of ours.

It’s just that sometimes we end up forgetting lots about who we really are.

We grow up and blindly become a version of our parents or we follow a set of beliefs gained from family, church, school or culture that sort of feels correct but scrape the surface just a smidge and it can suddenly all feel like someone else’s ill-fitting suit.

You know what I mean? We reach maybe 26, and wake up one day in a career, relationship, town, crime gang, religious cult or all of the above and think, “How did I get here?”.

We get the urge to wriggle free and escape.

But oh the temptation to remain safe and approved of.  It’s mighty powerful.

Why rock the raft or bite the hand?

It might feel scary and cause some consternation among those who wish we would stay the same (cos then they can stay safe too), but believe me, the open road beats the prison cell any day.

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Let’s get down to tin tacks.

Here are five ways you can find out if you’re being real in your life:

  1. If you feel completely at ease and good about yourself when you spend time with your closest friends and you don’t need to dress a certain way or talk a certain way in order to fit in – good job, you’re keeping things real.
  2. If you have a job where your work mates see the same ‘you’ as your friends and family do then, you’re probably being pretty authentic.
  3. If you can look into your wardrobe and see plenty of clothes you feel good in and enjoy wearing, then you’re choosing clothing for the right reasons, i.e. you like them and buy for yourself rather than to please anyone else – that’s you being real.
  4. If you feel things are pretty fair and even in your relationship when it comes to choosing things together such as meals to cook, grocery or household items to buy, movies or television to watch, outings or holidays to enjoy – then you’re clearly expressing your preferences openly and that’s a good thing.
  5. If you’re comfortable to say no to requests or invitations from friends and family sometimes because what they’re wanting you to do doesn’t feel right or doesn’t fit in with your desires or plans AND you feel totally relaxed and comfortable with doing this, then right on! You are really rocking this realness gig.

Tick yes to three of the above five scenarios and I would say you’re doing pretty darn good with being true to who you are.  Less than three and I’d recommend you rethink some of your automatic choices.

It’s all about how we feel:  That surge of anxiety when mum drops in for a cuppa, “Shit, is the floor clean enough?”

That sinking feeling you get when a certain couple invite you to a party and you recall not liking any of their friends….

You get the gist.

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Love, Tricia

 

 

How to Evolve Without Making Yourself Wrong

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You know you’re here to grow and change right?  But are you like me? Do you find it hard to evolve without feeling that everything that came before this new fresh moment has been wrong?

When we make those sudden leaps of growth and suddenly see how flawed our thinking has been, it’s very tempting to judge ourselves harshly.

We all go through times of rapid transition and evolution.

Sometimes it makes my head spin.

One minute we’re rolling down a road we set out on years ago, and then suddenly, we come to a screeching halt, look back, look forward and decide to take a left turn.

Then, not surprisingly we come over all self-critical. We sometimes question why we were ever on that dusty old road to begin with.  “What was I thinking?”, we say to ourselves.

Any first marriages spring to mind? Mine does

Then we spend energy and time pointlessly beating ourselves up over all the past decisions, plans, beliefs and dreams that failed to make us happy. It’s so easy to see how wrong we were. But where would we truly be without having taken that risk, forded that river, climbed that hill?

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My gorgeous risk taker.

Is looking back with regret really helping us to enjoy life? No, I feel it undermines the new life we are aiming to create and more…

My top five reasons why it’s so important to stop indulging in self-criticism when we evolve:

  1. It prevents us from acknowledging how far we’ve come and celebrating our successes
  2. It keeps us stuck in the past and unable to enjoy the present
  3. It deters us from continuing to improve our lives because we become fearful of making a mistake
  4. It stops us gleaning the gold from the tough times we’ve experienced and being able to forgive
  5. It reduces our capacity for self-love and self-compassion

Your marriage ended. So what? Your business failed. So what? You didn’t get your dream job? So what?…..You learned some cool things right? You certainly evolved.

Life’s not about being perfect, being right all the time or having 100% clear foresight.

The people who play it safe and stick with the decisions they made in their early twenties only because breaking out of that world feels way too risky, are the ones who end up unhappy later in life.

Those of us who run headlong into adventure, change, new experiences and new ideas on how to live are the ones who I see thriving and living more vibrant, engaged, fulfilling lives.  Mistakes and failures are all part of the ride.

So to wind this up, let’s look at the alternatives.  As I see it we have three choices:

  • Never change
  • Change and beat ourselves up about getting it wrong the first time around
  • Change and celebrate our freedom and flexibility to be adaptable.

Easy choice right?

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Much love, Tricia

The Truth About Meditation – Sometimes it hurts

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Want to know why you keep sabotaging your daily meditation practice with distractions and excuses?

I don’t know how to tell you this, but one of the cold hard truths of meditation is that sometimes it really sucks. I mean, it’s mostly a self-nurturing and emotion-soothing activity.  Mostly.

It’s just that one of the most beneficial effects can also be one of the most upsetting and destabilising for those of us who have a past and have emotions.  Oh, that’s you? Yeah, it’s me too.

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Put simply, there’s just no running away from your true feelings about anything when you’re a regular meditator.

And when life is going off the rails and it feels easier to just abandon your meditation practice ’cause you’re “too stressed”, well I hate to sound like your mother, but that’s when you need MORE meditation, not less my dear.

Just because it sometimes makes you feel worse rather than better, doesn’t mean it’s not doing you good.  I sound like a health tonic peddler from yesteryear; “drink it all down now girlie.”

If you’re anything like me, when the stuff hits the fan it gets swallowed down so there’s only the faintest taste left in your mouth. And yet, you think you’re dealing with it and subsequently, you think you’re feeling okay.

Just last month I had to process some sad family news that left me reeling in ways I found quite surprising given my rigorous self-care regime and pretty healthy emotional state.  It was a few days after I was told the news that I woke up feeling very flat and sad.  I knew I had to take some time out to meditate and sit with the feelings that were weighing me down.

So I sat for about 20 minutes.  I later realised that this was nowhere near long enough because upon emerging from the room after my meditation, my husband asked me a simple question and then he responded with mild disappointment to my response and, well, I completely lost it.

There was some screaming and crying.  It didn’t last for long but it was pretty scary and exhausting for us both.

I’m sharing this with you for a couple of reasons.  Firstly to reassure you that I’m just like anyone else when placed under stress (perhaps even more sensitive than the average peep). Secondly to declare that emotional outbursts are sometimes necessary and healthy as a marvelous release of pent up energy.

And also, to acknowledge that had I been a little more in touch with the depth of feeling that was there that day, I would have sat in meditation for much longer and probably accessed the tears that needed to be shed in a much more gentle way.

Which way is better?

As my 12 year old daughter often says, “Meh? (shoulder shrug).”

Who knows.  Nothing we experience is actually wrong or bad, it’s just that with the benefit of hindsight we can reflect on what happened and then make a different choice next time around.

What I want to express here though is that although meditation taps into our deeper emotions which can make us feel less than calm and Zen-like, avoiding feeling them is not a great alternative.

What we’re dealing with here is a genuine human need to slow it all down and be REAL.

Our culture leads us to believe that distraction is the answer to everything that upsets us:

  • Eat something
  • Buy something
  • Watch something
  • Be outraged
  • Be critical of others
  • Talk non-stop
  • Overwork
  • Plan another holiday….

Sound familiar?

These distractions don’t serve us really though do they? They neither heal us, resolve our problems nor make us happy.

I don’t need to outline our mental or physical health stats do I?

They just mask what’s really missing and that for me is; inner peace, trust in a higher power and the wholeness inherent in every moment.  Plus the reality that we humans have emotions like fear, sadness, grief and anger.

How come we can feel it for a television show character but not for ourselves?

Something to ponder <3

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

But I Thought I was Someone Else… Integrating the Shadow

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What if the person you thought you were, was just an illusion?…….Just a mask or overlay, and there was a whole different YOU that you needed to get to know?

Let me explain:

Who I thought I was and what I valued about ‘her’ as a person is slowly dissolving before my eyes.

Uh, hold on, that sounds a little melodramatic.  What I’m about to describe is more about full integration than dissolution.

It all began quite recently when I received my first ever astrological reading.  I’ve always been intensely interested in astrology and numerology but for some reason, it took me until now to get a birth chart done.

And as my learned astrologer Renee said; “Maybe there’s a reason for that”, because what I discovered about my chart, totally destabilised who I thought I was.

First things first, I’m a Virgo with my Moon in Cancer, and Mars and Black Moon in Leo…. but enough of that.

Now, I thought that as a Virgo, I had all the Virgo qualities and nothing else.  Turns out it’s not that simple, there’s so much more to discover when you take a proper look.

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photo credit: lunaf.com

In fact, despite thinking I was a model Virgo – oh so methodical, organised, health-conscious, discriminating, neat, caring, analytical and wise – when Renee told me my birth chart reflected quite a chaotic set of influences, I was floored!

Me?

Chaotic?

Then over a period of weeks, it slowing began dawning on me and settling into my core…..

I’ve been battling against my true nature ever since I was a small child and it’s all related to my anxious personality, which when I look deeper, was a coping mechanism I created to hide from my natural gifts of sensitivity, creativity, empathy and intuition.

Many of us with these gifts face challenges around anxiety and depression due to our fears of being discovered, exposed.  We come to believe that it’s safer to withdraw, keep our perceptions and wisdom to ourselves and be isolated in our awareness, than it is to speak up or respond to the guidance we are receiving.

This is nobody’s fault, life just seems to do that to many of us, no matter the circumstances, and in my belief system, I feel these fears are based on experiences we’ve been through in other lifetimes.  I believe it’s my journey in this lifetime to consciously reclaim these parts of myself and to use them in the service of others.

I’ve always had a feeling of confidence when with I’m with people I know and trust.  But as child I would completely shut down and panic if I was taken somewhere new and forced to interact with strangers, even if they were other children. I was chronically shy.

In my childish efforts to handle my nervous disposition I focused on being as good and as nice as I could at school and at home and prioritised creating harmony, approval and peace around myself.

I also got good at doing things well and gained self-esteem from my school and sporting achievements. Oh, and my Mum and Dad loved and supported me as well. That helped 🙂

It was only when I finished high school and stepped nervously out into the wider world, that my confidence and faith in my abilities started to wobble.  My twenties were a very uncertain and bumpy time as I discovered that the ‘Tricia’ I had created as a child didn’t readily translate into the ‘take charge’ kind of woman I longed to be.

I was too concerned with keeping others happy and not assertive at all in expressing my needs.

Thank goodness that’s all over!

 

The fact is we change. We’re constantly changing and the more consciously open to change we are, the faster it happens.  What I’ve recently bumped up against is the reality that my perceptions of who I am are out of date.

I’ve been faithfully (more like doggedly) clinging to quite a few traits that are wearing thin from overuse and masking the deeper me.

Let me give you an example; feeling attached to the qualities of being organised and punctual has left me in denial of my natural tendencies to reject routine and repetition and run five minutes late to just about everything.

Anyone else with me here?

I’m ready to own my shadow qualities so I can relax more and just be myself.

It’s in the shadow qualities of selfishness, greed, envy, chronic tardiness, arrogance, nastiness and the gigantic catalogue of fears most of us have, that we find some of our deepest, most rich and fascinating experiences, opportunities for growth and creative ideas.

Don’t you think?

Anyway, I’m putting it out there for you to take a look at your shadow side and allow the darkness to balance the light.  I’ll be right there with you.

And it’s all there within each of us anyway, so we might as well acknowledge it fully and embrace the contrasts.

So much more to say here but that’s enough for now.

Much love, Tricia

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