It's now two days after leaving the fires in Santa Barbara. Tammie and I have been in clean air, blue skies and I say to myself, "What more could I want?" I keep thinking of how fresh air feels like a birth-right and how in other areas of the world, it does not exist.
Going down the rabbit-hole of thought, I begin to realize how we have opportunities right in front of our eyes, stating the obvious. It is time to take care of the environment and while there are hundreds of thousands of acres lost to fire, this new ash will become a new beginning "IF" we choose to see it that way once the dust settles - no pun intended.
Out of my usual character, I decided to do a vacation-like activity yesterday and visited the Hearst Castle. What a beautiful area, site and national park. I was proud of myself for taking time to indulge in this activity - something that becomes difficult for me to keep in balance of my total health.
We all share in the commonality of having "blind spots" and one of mine happens to be not giving to me. Sounds simple, but the legacy of self-sacrifice is so entrenched that while I've heard the words and have "gotten it" cognitively, but somehow, there has been a loss in the translation to feeling it and being worthy.
A little over a month ago, I restarted my shamanic journey and the main gift that has transpired is self-compassion. Much like my folks and their respective families, stoicism has been a saving grace and while I agree, this attitude and behavior has surely done me well, I also now see and feel how it has also eroded at my total health.
A small move to go to a museum - things I enjoyed in the past when I had more time and money - but I was grinning ear to ear, both inside and out, as I pulled away from the castle. This entry is two-pronged today:
Let us begin to band together as a human race, treating the earth and people with love, respect and care for the long-term AND treat yourself with love, respect and care. It's all a balancing act!