I, too, am seeking breaking the chains of a health issue. My heart and gut are talking far too much to each other! They always have, but Covid, then retirement and now post election, the conversation won’t quit! I must say I am learning more about myself and need for order in the house, literally and figuratively! Peace and prayerful gratitude to all bodies and souls in this “highly conversational” time.
Almut, thank you for so genuinely sharing your vulnerability. As I’ve aged, I see and feel the vulnerability of others because I’m allowing myself to express and feel my own vulnerabilities. My chains are breaking. The current state of our nation, and the witnessing of victimization and fear, leaves me tearful. No shame in that, signifies my genuine love and care towards others, as well as engaging in continual service to my community.
Almut, Thanks for this message today. My heart has also been constricted by chains. I will rest with this image of chains breaking in hopes that some of mine will lessen their grip.
Almut, thank you for sharing about your heartache and letting us readers ponder our own individual heartaches. I will now have to read the fairytale about the Frog King. I can visualize the bands breaking and flying off Heinrich as the carriage is bouncing along the road, Heinrich's demeanor changing from a sad, misshapen individual into a vibrant, love-filled person. Your post makes me want to schedule an acupuncture appointment!
Valerie, yes, the fairytale is quite remarkable, though the iron bands are rather a side story. Also, it took quite some time until acupuncture moved something internally for me 😇.
I feel these bands for our country. They add weight but also keep my heart from bursting with grief and despair. So, they help me hold it together. Will they last until this nightmare is over?
The image that comes to my mind is from the Dr Seuss book/ illustrations "How the Grinch Stole Christmas" ... toward the end when, after discovering that Christmas can't be stolen, "his heart grew THREE SIZES that day!" (The heart expands and bursts out of the [pseudo] X-ray frame in the drawing)
Your words have opened up my heart. All that our country is experiencing is so heartbreaking and feels overwhelming so much of the time. As the respondents before, I am aging, and my heart is more open and vulnerable than it was earlier in life. I am beginning to see that as an opportunity to let go of those things that don't matter anymore so that I can focus on what needs my special attention.
I, too, am seeking breaking the chains of a health issue. My heart and gut are talking far too much to each other! They always have, but Covid, then retirement and now post election, the conversation won’t quit! I must say I am learning more about myself and need for order in the house, literally and figuratively! Peace and prayerful gratitude to all bodies and souls in this “highly conversational” time.
That conversation between heart and gut would make for an interesting journaling practice, Cindy.
I have done that in the past, but not in exact detailed conversation for this prolonged issue! Thank you for impetus. I love improv!
Those internal dialogues are powerful, Cindy. 😇
Almut, thank you for so genuinely sharing your vulnerability. As I’ve aged, I see and feel the vulnerability of others because I’m allowing myself to express and feel my own vulnerabilities. My chains are breaking. The current state of our nation, and the witnessing of victimization and fear, leaves me tearful. No shame in that, signifies my genuine love and care towards others, as well as engaging in continual service to my community.
That is lovely said, Ce. Tears seems to be part of the softening 😇
Almut, Thanks for this message today. My heart has also been constricted by chains. I will rest with this image of chains breaking in hopes that some of mine will lessen their grip.
Donna
being right at your side, dear Donna 🙏
Almut, thank you for sharing about your heartache and letting us readers ponder our own individual heartaches. I will now have to read the fairytale about the Frog King. I can visualize the bands breaking and flying off Heinrich as the carriage is bouncing along the road, Heinrich's demeanor changing from a sad, misshapen individual into a vibrant, love-filled person. Your post makes me want to schedule an acupuncture appointment!
Valerie, yes, the fairytale is quite remarkable, though the iron bands are rather a side story. Also, it took quite some time until acupuncture moved something internally for me 😇.
I feel these bands for our country. They add weight but also keep my heart from bursting with grief and despair. So, they help me hold it together. Will they last until this nightmare is over?
I hear you, Donna. we can look at those concerns with love also.
❤️
The image that comes to my mind is from the Dr Seuss book/ illustrations "How the Grinch Stole Christmas" ... toward the end when, after discovering that Christmas can't be stolen, "his heart grew THREE SIZES that day!" (The heart expands and bursts out of the [pseudo] X-ray frame in the drawing)
What a great connection, Kim. Our little one loves those books.
Your words have opened up my heart. All that our country is experiencing is so heartbreaking and feels overwhelming so much of the time. As the respondents before, I am aging, and my heart is more open and vulnerable than it was earlier in life. I am beginning to see that as an opportunity to let go of those things that don't matter anymore so that I can focus on what needs my special attention.
Thank you for your wise words, Susan.