Camels and Come Aparts…

Sweetie asked me the other day…if I’d ever heard of someone having a come apart…I laughed…refrained from rolling my eyes…and said…yes…in fact I’ve had quit a few of them in my lifetime…

My come aparts usually occurred…just as that final straw was placed on the camel’s back…and…suddenly…all the things that I’ve been harboring for weeks…months…years…came spewing out of my mouth…somewhat akin to shaking a 2-liter before you open it…and…the results were just as messy and sticky…

Bertha…reminds me…always honoring and speaking my truth…is the prevention for come aparts…

When I’m consistently speaking my truth in love and compassion in the moment…then…I’m not harboring anger and resentment…the camel isn’t being loaded…the 2-liter isn’t being shaken…

Jane

Seeing the Magic…

 

Magic is in the air…or…synchronicity…or…coincidence…Bertha…says it really doesn’t matter what I call it…as long as I’m aware of it and celebrate it…

She brings to mind a recent incident…I was talking with a friend about my continued propensity for…taking responsibility for others’ happiness…and…a great online class appeared in my email…all about…loving without responsibility…

Bertha…says that’s just the tip of the iceberg…that there are so many more incidences in my daily live that I don’t pay attention to…

So

So…she says it’s important that I pay attention and celebrate when they happen…because…they are answers to my prayers…big and small…some that I don’t even realized that I’ve uttered…

Jane