He has
been running from intimacy since the moment he was born. I was brought here as
an angel of light to teach him to love.
I had an interesting dream last night that I’ve been thinking about all morning, trying to find the root message. I’m distracted, I’m vulnerable, I’m solemn as I try to dissect this dream I was so upset in. So it’s not so much the context of the dream I’m curious about, although it definitely has me wondering, but I’m focusing on my reaction to the events of the dream. The analysis of the dream has me feeling unloved and confused as I keep reminding myself of my reality which is not the dream. I linger between analysis and reality. I’m not 100% light and love, I am unable to give as much as usual.
He sees me pouting, and unhappy for some reason. He doesn’t like it. He avoids me, not having anything to give himself. He’s tired, he works until nightfall, he has a lot going on, he needs me to be there for him. He doesn’t have extra to give. And that’s okay.
I want to believe he’s not strong enough for me, I want to believe he’s incapable of giving, I want to believe he doesn’t love me. But none of it is true. Just because he doesn’t love me the way I want him to doesn’t mean he’s not trying to love me with all he has. I forgive the harsh words directed my way as his expression of not having extra to give. It is all ego chatter, maybe close to true, maybe not. But it was not close to what was going on in the moment. He woke up late, he was tired and sore, he did not have extra to give.
I am an angel of light. Sometimes I need love, affection, support when I am low energy.
I remember I am capable of giving myself the love, affection, support I need. I am infinite love. It is hard to believe, but I don’t doubt it. I give myself space and forgive the harsh words. I do not allow my ego chatter to escape through my lips. I keep my mouth closed and I do not believe the ego chatter. I’ve been training my whole life to give myself the love, affection, support I need. There have been abundant opportunities to practice giving to myself, while everyone always seemed to be caught up with their own stuff, not having extra to give. I wasted most of them with self-pity, ego chatter, negative self-talk, I wanted to believe no one could love me because I didn’t know what it meant to love myself. But today I did it. I quieted the ego chatter and spoke I Love You through tears while patting my chest with my open hand until I laughed.
He scolded me for not doing enough, I know it’s ego chatter. In the past it’s been a trigger, but I know it is not true. I keep my mouth closed, I do not believe the ego chatter. I begin to clear my space, I re-read the last few pages of a Wayne Dyer book, The Power of Intention. The self-pity, the negative self-talk floats away. I feel different, motivated, energized, the fog lifted. I’m hungry. I make myself a cup of coffee and butter the cooled toast and retreat back to my space. He’s still mad at me and I don’t know what to say but I know I’m in the process of giving myself what I need in order to have extra to give to him, and I quietly continue to clear my space. He makes his breakfast, does what he needs to do before his day of work, and leaves, with no words spoken but I know he loves me so I send him an I Love You through my thoughts with hopes of him having a good day and I continue on my way. It’s been a long time coming, learning to direct my feelings and thoughts into creativity and love. Thank you. I love you. Forgive me. I forgive you. I love me. Thank you.