Under One Sun

It is that time of year when there is so much to do– yard work, home improvements, all types of athletic activities and a wide variety of social events. Although early in the season, I am already sporting a vast array of insect bites, bruises, cuts and scrapes as well as fussing with those little black ants that amazingly seemed to have multiplied vastly in one of the coldest winters in history! It is the first of June and I am wondering if my mojo is going to make it to October!

Today was just one of those days with its mild sunshine and gentle breeze that begged for a cot on the deck. And so I listened to the wind and set my long list of chores aside, grabbed my sun suit, a jar of geranium shea butter and flopped onto the cot. Of course by the time I had all my amenities together, three of my cats beat me to it, but I did manage to wiggle into a space.

As I lay there watching the sun filter through the leaves of the trees, listening to the birds and feeling the wind caress my skin, I was swept away and was no longer just on my deck. For a moment, I was one with the sun and the universe. For a time, everything was peaceful, lovely and harmonious and I marveled at the beauty of the earth. It occurred to me that somewhere, someone was spending a lot of money to enjoy this same beauty, this same sun. What an epiphany!! It’s the same sun! I can enjoy it any time I allow myself to let go of ‘things’ and take a few minutes to mingle with the energy that is always there. The sun, always there for me—always there for you.

Thought for the Thoughtful

As I was talking to one of my elder clients and we discussed the importance of taking time for joy in our lives she said to me, “My mother once told me, ‘I’ve never seen a U-haul following a hearse.”

February, 2010

Grief—The Lonely Walk

This past November I was painfully reminded just how lonely and emotionally numbing grief can be when you lose someone you have loved your entire life. Like any form of depression, words just do not seem to help and the ability to describe the pain is ineffective as well as too labor intensive to attempt.

Unlike some other forms of depression, the grief comes like ocean waves—sometimes gentle and almost sweet and often as huge swells that knock you off your feet.

We vacillate between not sleeping and not being able to wake up.  Sometimes we are ravenous and other times we cannot eat.   It just seems to be all or nothing.

I have found that anything that requires a great deal of creativity and concentration on my part is on the back burner.  Time alone to ponder is required and I am just not interested in the activities I usually love.

In time I know I will return to my usual routine and ‘old self’, but not exactly the same as before, which will be a good thing.  I know that when I hear someone has lost a loved one, I will realize the tremendous pain they may be going through.  I will give them space and time to heal.  I know their energy field, creativity and concentration will be temporarily disrupted but in time they will return and they will heal.  And I will ask their angels to guide them and help them.

 It is true “life will go on, so let’s move on”, yet for a time in throws of grief, we are often unsure of our footing and of the path.

To all of my friends and love ones who have supported me, I am so grateful!

I also wish to thank the earth for it’s healing trees and plants—myrrh, ginger, orange, peppermint, rosemary, eucalyptus, skullcap and passion flower—and  its healing, supportive energy.

Wishing you angels when you need them and sacred gifts from the earth which are always there for you.

Blessings,

Cheryl

Owner, Primal Hints Aromatherapy