Riding the Turnip Truck…

Jane CarrollDon’t be afraid to let go! ~Bertha

Bertha…whisper-shouts in my ear this morning…it’s okay…it’s safe…let it go…and even though I know it is pointless…I cling to my issue like a toddler with a worn-torn blankie…

What are you afraid of…wisps through the air…

Without thinking…the answer forms…I’m afraid that if I let it go…I will do it again

And…that’s it…in some misguided way…I have felt that holding on to the unholy trinity…pain, shame, guilt…would make me safe…because…as long as I felt and experienced them as if they were…in the moment…I wouldn’t let the experience back in…

I know…it sounds very convoluted…and…it is…

Of course…Bertha…was only too happy to point that out…she said…that rather than keeping me safe…it kept me stuck…stuck in a past that no longer served me…a past that I would more than likely never repeat…unless I keep reminding myself of it every day…keeping it fresh on my mind…attracting more of the same…over…and…over…

However…if I let go…she says…my TRUTH…will create my future…and…my truth is that I have learned from the experience…I have grown…I’m back on the turnip truck…riding high…and most likely to stay there…

What can I say…that’s quite a relief…so…I guess it’s like riding a horse…or a bicycle…when you fall off the turnip truck…you gotta climb back on…and enjoy the ride…I may even drive this time…who knows…

Jane…

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Creeps in My Sleeps…

I had a creepy dream last night…it was one of those that felt so real…it was Jane Carrollhard to believe that it wasn’t actually happening…so…I did what I needed to do…I got up…turned on the lights…checked the windows and doors…and…played on Facebook for a while…and…thankfully I went back to sleep without further incident…

But…this morning…Berthawanted to talk about it…explaining to me…that all my dreams have a meaning to my life…and it isn’t always what I expect it to be at first glance…

So…we broke it apart…and looked at the pieces…I was surprised to find…that it actually represented the fact that I was carrying others’ burdens…and…that I needed to let them go

She gave me the image of a prospector’s mule…so loaded down with burdens…that are not its own…that it can barely trudge along the path…and…yes…she didn’t call it a mule…and…yes…she said she’d call me that…if I didn’t shape up…and…allow…everyone else…to manage their own lives…

Hmmm…

Thankfully…she said this doesn’t mean that I can’t lend a helping hand…it simply needs that I have to let go of the need to fix things for everyone else…

Then…she gave me a choice…I could either let go of these burdens that aren’t mine…or…she would keep sending me…creepy dreams

Well…friends…I hate to tell you…but…I’m gonna let their burdens go…frankly…none of them asked me to carry them anyway…and…most of them have no idea that I’ve been trying to carry them…and…honestly…most of them…would rather do it their way instead of mine…and…kind of resent my unrequested assistance…

Besides all that…I mostly don’t like creepy dreams…and…there wasn’t that much happening on Facebook in the middle of the night…

Jane