My daughter told me at twelve that she could hear my voice in her head more than she could hear her own. She needed to move away from me because she needed to hear herself. She did so very young and has been very self directed always. Her first sentence I do it myself. This was interesting then and challenging now as the mother of a very independent child with a life threatening disease. Someone asked my Beloved Keith the other day what he thought of Pritham’s decision to do this her way with no one involved in the decision process but her cousin. These were really close friends so there was no blow back. He said. “She needs her own domain and she needs us to honor the wisdom of her choice but truly they, meaning my daughter and me, occupy the same space. ” There was such wisdom in that.
It reminded me of an astrologer who told me 30 years ago that my sun sat on her moon. What did that mean I asked? She informed me it meant that she would always feel that she needed to get out from under my influence. Ah With that lens it makes it all so much easier to understand. It took my heart longer but my soul got it immediately. All these memories came flooding back to serve me in the way of increased clarity and patience. This is her journey the rest of us are along for the ride. We get to power and move and pray and pay whatever we can but she is dealing with her immortality.
Truly this is great time for us all to have that conversation with death that sits on your, my and our left shoulder awaiting the right minute to carry us off. When was the last time you looked death, your death in the eye and said come sit with me. Use this as a wake up call and do so. I’m going out to Rollerblade in the wind and rain to meditate. Blessings all, join me for classes if out of town join me by purchasing one of the great products that have come through me I can take no credit.