(Images taken from the magazines O, Chatelaine and Alive)
Lately, I've been like the woman on the top right who has smoke, fire, and heat emanating from the top of her head.
The Right Hand asked: Why such fury?
The Left Hand answered: Mostly frustration and short "tempered-ness" over various issues -- hubs' search for work, house hunting in a ridiculously over-priced market, and other wifely nit-pickies. Hubs is asking for acceptance, patience, and greater compassion. Of course I can offer this. The point being, I am capable of this. Doing it. Now that's the real issue. It would be far more peaceful to show restraint and calm instead of blowing my top (with dark, billowing smoke) as in the image.
The Right Hand asked: What are the fruits about?
The Left Hand answered: A reminder to live in a healthy way and to diminish behaviour that can only be poisonus to the body, such as anger. The fruits, particularly the berries all have antioxidant properties.
The Right Hand asked: Can you really dwell in equanimity like the woman taking delight in the present?
The Left Hand answered: Just looking at her in this stance melts the fury. I want to be present and to delight in a warm cup of tea with nourishing reading materials by my side.
The Right Hand asked: Tell me more about the horseback ride.
The Left Hand answered: That would be so exhilarating, yet terrifying too. In moments of pure letting go, I would be in a state of bliss, no worries, no fears. What an awesome inner space.
The Right Hand asked: Two images, a younger self standing on a swing looking outward, and an older self along the bottom of a path, near the water. What's captivating their attention?
The Left Hand answered: The younger self clearly has no fear, standing there on the swing, she is looking outward at all the possibility that awaits in life. How is it that our younger selves are so fearless and filled with such courage?
Comparatively, the older self along the path is in a state of confusion or self-questioning, perhaps doubt. She is looking downward, not ahead. She is trying to find her bearings so that she may continue along the path, where ever that path may lead.
I am praying to find the courage to stand on my swing.
Acceptance, patience, greater compassion.
With self, and others.
With self, and others.