For some reason last week was a challenging one. Meditation class has now become one of the highlights of my week but last week it brought back lots of painful and unhappy memories of my childhood and I don’t know why. Even seeing ‘H’ my wonderful psychologist on Wednesday didn’t fully stop the downward spiral on which i was heading. She has been amazing in giving me strategies to work with which in most cases have worked a treat and stopped the rot but it was certainly persistent last week.
Thankfully, at the weekend i turned a corner and got myself back on the right track but it served to remind me that difficult times are only a few steps away. As usual Denise was there to get me through it and spending much of the weekend at our beautiful hideaway in Nannup helped a great deal. There were more things to plant, a sizeable tree to dispose of and thankfully some relaxation time and time for us. It is so peaceful there.
H said to me during my session that she doubts that i will ever fully come to terms with the issues regarding my parents as they remain very raw but spent some time looking at different ways of handling things when they rear their head which was very useful. The problem in this case was that i didn’t really understand why they had hit me so hard and consequently wasn’t ready for it. The good thing is that I’m getting so much from my meditation and self care that a small blip won’t put me off and I’ll be back at class this week, hopefully in a better place to handle the thoughts which come into my head, acknowledging them but not letting them bother me too much.
Onwards and upwards, Rome wasn’t built in a day and a quick look at the photo i keep in my purse of me in 2011 proves to me how far I’ve come thanks to some wonderful people who have guided me through the last few years.