Coming Unbound…

This summer…I’m learning balance…not by walking a tightrope…although…it does feel like it at times…no…I am learning to balance…boundaries…with…openness…

Quite frankly…walking a tightrope might be easier…

To say my relationship boundaries were…broachable…in the past…isn’t quite true…they were more…nonexistent…I would kind of just…blend…into the personality…of the person I was with…saying…it doesn’t matter…whatever you want to do…a lot…

And…the truth of the matter is…I really didn’t care…didn’t know what…I…wanted…but…I wasn’t happy…

Then…I spent several years alone…and…I began to do the work…to discover…with…Bertha’s…help…of course…what I do want…how I like to keep my house…how I like to eat…what kind of schedule I like to keep…where I like to go…all those kinds of things…

And…although…Bertha…did mention that I was getting a little set in my ways…I was really happy with all my boundaries…

Until…he…showed up…and…the real work began…

How…to keep my boundaries…my essence…and…still be open…to another person…and…allow…him to maintain his…

It’s tricky…at best…but…Bertha…says…it’s really simple…that…although I’ve spent a great deal of time…figuring out…exactly what I like and want…that doesn’t mean…those things are set in stone…no…rather…they are starting points…to help me decide…what is truly important in my life…to help me make choices…to make compromises…to stay open…to the fullness of life…because…as she says…

A full life…can’t be contained in a rigid boundary…it always…overflows…

Jane

I Hear You Knocking…

This morning…Bertha…gave me the affirmation…

I am open to new opportunities…

My mind immediately went to the obvious meaning…opportunitieschancesbreaks…which…gave me visions of…being on…Opraheven though the show isn’t on the air anymore…it’s still my vision for really making it as an author…

But…Bertha…being…Bertha…explains that is not what she is talking about…at all…

No…she is reminding me…to be open…to opportunities…to love…to share…to help…to mend…to heal…

Now…I have to confess…being…open…is a bit uncomfortable for me…if I’m…open…won’t part of me…flow out…won’t I lose part of myself…

Bertha…gives me the image…of spring…and…opening the windows…allowing the fresh air to come in…showing me…that…the furniture doesn’t fly out with the breeze…the room is only…subtly…changed…

Interestingly…that feels good…that feels solid…that feels grounding…

So…today…when…opportunity knocks…I can confidently…say…

Come in…I’m open…

Jane