Tell me of the hidden struggles
All the unnamed pains
And I will tell you
Of the glorious view from here.
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| Mt. Pamitinan |
I remember Monsignor Gabriel telling me once, "I don't know why they call it mid-life crisis, when it is such a beautiful phase." I've been stuck in "crisis" for years. And, although it's been a hell of a rough ride so far, it's definitely been beautiful.
A month ago, I attended a seminar-workshop called Reparenting the Child Within (RCW), which I had been trying to fit into my schedule since February. It took months for my schedule to align with the RCW weekend. But, as the facilitator mentioned on the first day, it was the perfect batch (and time) for me. From the time I started on my mid-life journey, I had been on a self-healing quest. RCW was the perfect culmination. It reinforced my learnings, thus far; demystified the process; and closed out the loopholes. It is an essential I would recommend to everyone (from age 25) --- regardless of life phase they are in.
The 2.5-day weekend seemed too long for a seminar-workshop. But it was one jam-packed weekend with the strength of a million therapy sessions. I will not go through my entire experience and spoil it for you guys. Let me just say, that it was a Coming Home to ME.
In that weekend I learned:
- I was brought into this world whole and full of grace ...
- and I can return to my original wonder child.
- I am wounded, but not broken.
- I am my responsibility and nobody else's.
- I can only give if I am filled ...
- and I can (and must) fill me.
- I know my truths ...
- and I will live them ...
- because I can (fix me)
- because HE has given me all I need to be beautiful Me.
Come to think of it, it felt like finally unlocking that treasure chest you searched far and wide, and even dove underwater for ... to find a mirror inside. However anti-climactic or cliche the weekend plot seemed to be, it was only then that I truly felt fully unwedged from my being stuck.
As it turned out, the only way forward is inward.
