Dawn Loves Buttercups

As a child on Friday night bathtime, ( yes in 50s and 60s we had no showers so bathtime was a big event) and it was the only time you could be truly alone. So there I would be about 10 or 12 years old sitting in water growing ever cold wondering who I was and why I existed, what was my purpose and would I ever find out! It took me a whole lifetime to get from there to here (obviously, I hear you say, but hear me out)

For decades I fought against it, my soul’s purpose. That curious child forgot and became lost in the process of life, of parents doing the best with the tools they had been given, living through a World War and all the trauma that came with it. So, there were damaged parents trying to bring up children with as false set of values as possible as they tried to bring about a new world order. Vi was the youngest, a third daughter trying to escape from what seemed to me to be an uncaring mother and a controlling father. Choosing two controlling husbands, as if repeating the same patterns would bring about a different results. Repeating the same mistakes until I realised I had made this contract at birth to work through my karmic record and to journey to forgiving, peacefulness and learning I am enough. Still a long way to go, but the more I acknowledge this, give thanks every day and night as well as include others whom I love deeply, in my healing prayers, the easier the journey. I am not alone , I am Loved, I am Enough, I give Love freely and wholeheartedly as part of my spiritual growth with no expectation. Namaste