Calling your own abundance
Today six turkeys walked past my window. I'm a big-time lover of looking up the animal's spiritual significance. So this morning it was turkey.
The turkey told me there was abundance in my life. That I am encountering feminine energy, and that I should celebrate my well-being.
I can relate to this, the clucker surely transports me directly to thanksgiving. A time of abundance for sure. I can also relate because currently, I am living really abundantly.
I am living with my parents who are spoiling me with good food, a warm house, and love. I am able to write and explore my creative side here. I am able to look at my roots again, see where I came from, and make them a bit stronger for my next surge of growth toward the sunlight.
I know many people my age who have trouble with their parents. I think a lot of people in general do. I believe it comes from the unresolved traumas in the family story and the personal story. Our parents seem to know how and we tend to know how to bring up traumatic responses within the other.
The exchange, because we are so similar, is sometimes frazzled and difficult to navigate. Lots of traps and memories can drag one down. I deeply believe our connection makes it difficult.
Something that I have been learning and trying to practice is the presence of holding space for my own identity. This may sound vague and self-explanatory, but, what if when we were around our parents, we were our own person, not just a ball of reactions?
It's a concept that is easier said than done. It is a concept that requires the practitioner to be in the moment and put memories to the side. I also imagine it requires space, for example, if you have lived with your parents your whole life, it may be fundamentally difficult to know who you are without them.
It is why I am such a big proponent of “spirit quests”. Of leaving the house to go on your own journey of self-discovery. It is why I left and traveled the world for five years. It is why I am called to write and express myself now.
Who are you, what are you doing, and where do you see yourself? How can we hold space for ourselves in the presence of our family? If I can hold myself in the presence of my family, I am proving my solidarity, my freedom, and can make decisions that lift not only myself but everyone around me up. By not living through my traumas, by living through my soul, I am able to live my calling.
I will leave you with something a mentor has recently shared with me, that has influenced me greatly.
“I once thought I was clever and wanted to try and change the world! Now, with age, I have become wise, and realize I need to change myself!”