Thursday, March 26, 2009

free spirits

so today was allowance day for my daughter and she picked out a wallet and bought a couple of items, she had a list written out when we picked her up. after a country drive and lunch she pointed to the note to return to one of the stores she bought things at. we took her back and she took out a package of markers she bought and put them back on the shelf rack. i reminded her she needed to show her receipt and take it to the clerk so she could get her money back. she's handling money and doing all of these things without talking. i came home and saw this video when i was looking for one with horses. this one caught my attention because we've driven past wild horses monument featured in one of the photos. she loves that and it's awesome to see in person. then i went on a walk and after all night pain last night(seriously awful advil didn't make a dent)what the heck my legs don't hurt and i was able to run a small jog or two on the knees. lack of sleep from the legs is really getting on my nerves. but hell, i can't stop now, i've got a decade of baggage to lose in a way.i also am writing as it comes to me, but i wanted to note myself to remember my daughter cannot be expected to embrace "life goes on" if mom isn't modeling it. you know? so i talk about how i am working more and the more we both do back in this world the easier it will get. i also cannot lose sight of self-care. and promoting her and encouraging her independence. she's doing great and i also have to make sure i don't assume or expect too much of her, like today when she forgot a step to return an item. i got home and thought, well, adults become disabled everyday, and sometimes, it can be your own adult child. but then, on the walk, i was thinking how i can't label her disabled. she is able.

take care of your spirit, it's the one thing we have no one can take away.it might be broken, but i believe it can heal. mine is.

4 comments:

Mark Krusen said...

I was just talking about spirituality with my Social Worker last night. We were talking about my distaste for "organized" religion and it got around to whether I thought I was spiritual. I had a hard time answering that. I know I used to be. I'm just not so sure right now. I feel like I'm on the outside of my life looking in. I don't feel connected at all.

Stephany said...

mark, i felt like that for many years. even watching ppl walking, riding bikes, etc. it was as if i was looking into the world thru a window. i began hanging windchimes in my trees in the yard and spending time decompressing in any garden i could find, for the last several years found me often not in places i wanted to be--i found all hospitals had chapels and gardens. i think i went inside every chapel possible and it gave me peace. i realized it wasn't about church, or groups, it was about me and my own soul. i found quiet and silence a mandatory part of my day, and to expand it out into nature slowly brought me to a place i started to "know" myself again. there's a lot of stuff we all go thru and never stop to embrace it, process it, grieve for it, accept it.

losing a job, a career, a child to unknown circumstance, a death of a parent or friend, financial burden. so many topics apply to so many ppl. but if we don't stop to think about it, and look for positive and challenge to find renewed hope to grasp life, it will remain in a rut of discontent.

as i started walking more this last few months, i started to feel physically connected to the world, where i was out with the ppl i had been watching thru "my window" from the outside.

it struck me one day, as i was crossing the street on a walk with the dog, that cars passing me on the road--well i realized i wasnt in the car anymore, looking out the window longing to "live and have a life".

I was a part of the scene, the active mobile scene of ppl passing and walking dogs, something so simple sounding, yet really profound.

if you can imagine that, it is all a spiritual journey we are on. the path to finding your peace within your soul and heart about your life is spiritual.

the more you contemplate this, you'll realize you are on the journey already, and plenty spiritual. How did you feel when you held your grandson for the first time? i bet that is a place in your heart of amazement. holding a gift of life in your arms, that you, in fact are very much a part of why that little person is here today. how unbelievable is that? and how connected is that? :)

John FW said...

Stephany - Yes, it is a spiritual journey, and I've been fortunate to be reminded of that by you at several critical moments in the last year and a half. For a long time I kept the spiritual dimension, which runs deep in me, separate from depression. What you've helped me see is that there's nothing to figure out about the connection - the spirituality suffuses everything I'm going through. Finding a way to talk about that, however, has been hard.

Thanks again for helping me see this is all the triumphs you describe with your daughter and yourself.

Bless you!

John

Stephany said...

thank you for this John, it means a lot to me; as you are inspiring to me.