Gifts of Love & Gratitude – My Journal

Yesterday morning, as I opened my journal it flopped to a random page.  “Charles Gifts Me with Love and Gratitude,” was the title of the page that I began reading. (Highlighting journal entries with titles makes referencing easy and brings home key truths.)

My story began with me texting my son to see how he was managing it all (family, house, full-time work, coaching and business etc.). He responded… I replied. Next, I feared my response was too cerebral. I did not listen or validate enough.

I did it wrong. Love would be withdrawn. A familiar ancient hurt – evidenced in decades of journalling – that I well know. 

I felt and acknowledged this old ghost yet again. Hands on my heart, I gave undying, unshakable, non-judgemental, eternal love to the beauteous being I am, have always been, and always will be (no matter what).

A love and truth each of us deserves – no matter what mistakes we make in life.

Later, my son texts (I am surprised as he is busy at work). Charles wrote of impactful lessons he learned from me and lists them! Lessons he didn’t fully understand until now (he is 33) that help him in tough times…his words are texted with deep love and appreciation for my mothering.

Hurt I caused my son with my dysfunctional mothering (long ago) has been a burden I bear because of intergenerational trauma. My son and I have spoken of this past and worked to heal it in ourselves and each other. His affirming words were another layer of healing for us and our ancestral lineage. I wept with gratitude and love.

And because I take the time to write the significance of my life everyday in my journal, I was doubly gifted by the reread this past Sunday.

When we journal, we become more whole as it widens our awareness and acceptance of “all of us.”

Journaling deepens and anchors our self knowing, inner wisdom, and self love bit by bit.

Page by page we build a strong foundation of Self. In this, we heal ourselves, our families, and the world.