So I decided to pack up the car with food, beverages, journals, phone and child to head to the park to clear my head ~ and most importantly (at the time) to be left alone in silence.
You know the saying. Â Life is what happens to you when you’re busy making other plans.
We arrive and for higher reasons, other mama’s were sort of “drawn” to me for conversation. Â Not a typical experience for me when visiting the park. Â After a couple of rather short conversations, I headed back to the picnic bench, intending to pull out my journal and write for a time before phoning one of my favorite peeps to talk to when I’m having a moment. Â Another mama had sat down at the end of the bench on the other side. Â She smiled as I sat down and asked if she was taking up too much space. Â No, I said, smiling back.
Well next thing I know we’re engaged in this authentic, deep conversation about life and all things REAL. Â I keep thinking “she looks so familiar” and turns out she was thinking the same. Â She mentions she’s an LMT and that’s when it hit me – she was the last massage therapist I saw about two years ago. Â I remember at the time wanting a quiet massage but instead the two of us chatted as though we had known one another previously.
Today the conversation was no different. Â It was wonderful and blissful/magical in a way. Â It was the kind of authentic connecting I CRAVE and NEED. Â I even found myself sharing what had been bothering me this week. Â While I am a pretty open-book when I am comfortable with someone, it is completely unlike me to share such details so soon like that.
Perhaps this is part of the New Earth. Â There are no rules. Â No judgments. No social “norms”. Â We just let ourselves BE. Â Allow ourselves to BE however we feel in the moment.
I happily await the continuation of the conversation with my new friend. It helped soothe my heart that was feeling the wounds of the old programmed thoughts of my worth. Â It quieted my own judgments I still hold towards others as well. Â And it reminded me I am never alone.
It was…perfect.