Just posted a dark picture from my walk home tonight on a wet and rainy night. I stopped off at the labyrinth at St. John's Church as I walked home by myself on wet, reflective streets. I had been out with my brother, Nick, and his wife, Karin, my sister, Tori, and her husband, Bob, and my husband, Steve for our traditional adults-only night out at the Rio for margaritas and Mexican food. Great marts, good food, and lots of fun and laughter together. Loved being with them, and then also knew that at a certain point, I was ready to go home. Typically, they have gone to another bar to play games and have a beer. From my past experience, this has been when I crash and burn, and realize that I should not have continued to join in the fun. Bars, beers and games are just not my scene.
So, tonight, I turned to a new chapter in my Book of Life, and instead of going down the same street with the same hole in it, I chose to not go down the street, and to walk home instead. I chose to trust and honor myself, rather than just go along with the group and the crowd. I also chose to not feel wrong or guilty for my choice. Sad, yes. But for the first time, I did not feel guilty. I know that I deeply honored myself and what was in my highest good. And I live by the adage that "What is in the highest good of one is in the highest good of all." Somehow, if it was best for me, it also must be best for them.
So...here I sit, sharing with you. I walked the wet labyrinth for honoring my choice and for the clarity and courage to continue to walk my path, especially when it diverges from the path of my family members. These moments when we get to make choices for ourselves show up in our daily lives, in instances like this. Do I stay or do I go? Do I honor myself and walk home alone in the rain (by the way, I could have taken the bus!) or do I stay with the group and follow the crowd, even when the crowd is small and familiar? Or especially when the crowd is small and is my family?
Tonight, I chose to honor myself, and while there were aspects that felt scary and even threatening to the status quo, I know that walk MY path...and listen to myself. To honor and love myself while still honoring and loving my family members. I hope that they're having a great time! Truly. And I am looking foward to going to bed and getting a good, long nights sleep!!
Solvitur Ambulando!
So, tonight, I turned to a new chapter in my Book of Life, and instead of going down the same street with the same hole in it, I chose to not go down the street, and to walk home instead. I chose to trust and honor myself, rather than just go along with the group and the crowd. I also chose to not feel wrong or guilty for my choice. Sad, yes. But for the first time, I did not feel guilty. I know that I deeply honored myself and what was in my highest good. And I live by the adage that "What is in the highest good of one is in the highest good of all." Somehow, if it was best for me, it also must be best for them.
So...here I sit, sharing with you. I walked the wet labyrinth for honoring my choice and for the clarity and courage to continue to walk my path, especially when it diverges from the path of my family members. These moments when we get to make choices for ourselves show up in our daily lives, in instances like this. Do I stay or do I go? Do I honor myself and walk home alone in the rain (by the way, I could have taken the bus!) or do I stay with the group and follow the crowd, even when the crowd is small and familiar? Or especially when the crowd is small and is my family?
Tonight, I chose to honor myself, and while there were aspects that felt scary and even threatening to the status quo, I know that walk MY path...and listen to myself. To honor and love myself while still honoring and loving my family members. I hope that they're having a great time! Truly. And I am looking foward to going to bed and getting a good, long nights sleep!!
Solvitur Ambulando!
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