“There’s always another level up. There’s always ascension. More grace, more light, more generosity, more compassion, more to shed, more to grow.” – Elizabeth Gilbert.
I woke up this morning feeling blah… still contemplating on my next move. Should I move back to the states and live with one of my girls where I can age gracefully. Or stay here because it is the place of my birth. One thing for sure, I am going to die. For the past five years I’ve been in denial. I need to accept that I have a lot of my mother’s and my father and his ancestors’ cells running inside my body screaming in pain because of aging. Denial is the simplest and most direct of all our defense mechanisms. We refuse to acknowledge it. We don’t want to look at it. We don’t even want to discuss it. John, the Revelator, writes in his first letter Chapter 1 – “If we say we have fellowship with Him and yet walk in darkness, we lie and do not practice the truth.” So I’m facing the truth.