Healing my family history does not mean that I am disappointed in my mom and dad, nor does it mean blaming them, judging them, but looking with courage and compassion at the challenges of the generations that came before us.
Why? Because it is a process of recognizing the pain, embracing my emotions, especially those that emerge to at least release burdens that at least do not belong to me.
Doing what I'm talking about, not only transforms me, but my children. Because by breaking toxic cycles and rewriting the family narrative, I can offer my three children and grandchildren (my generational offspring) the opportunity to grow up from a healthier and more authentic place.
I don't know, try to forget what disappointed us, but to integrate it, to be able to honor the past while, as far as possible, building a future where family history remains a source of strength, and not of disappointment, and a weight in the backpack on the back.
My family history is not only a legacy of anecdotes and traditions, Galen, but also an emotional fabric that can profoundly influence the way we are, think and act. I think that the patterns of my unresolved and dynamic wounds that I inherited from my parents, have sometimes limited me, although I was not always aware of it.
I learned to write new narratives from my parents, and my children, they are new stories in a different way. I am the author of my life, to finally live looking forward, to where life flows.
The preamble...
In relation to the first proposal Galen and talking about what is a luxury and what can be dispensed with. Ouch...., just last night, about it, I had to think and change expectations.
Since I have the use of reason, the most important holiday for me all year, is Christmas and obviously my birthday.Neither carnivals, nor Easter, nor August, when I have holidays at work.
At Christmas, I look forward to the hallaca and all the Christmas food, traditional of my hometown Maracaibo, in my country. That's what I like about this state, Zulia, where I currently live, because by culture there are hallacas here to taste since the month of October and in other cities for example Caracas, the capital of my country is very rare.
In fact, that's why I'm so messed up right now 🤪 with some problems with my colon, for eating what I shouldn't.
Following in the reply, yesterday there was a Christmas sharing with some friends, and the one who organizes it, exquisite cuisine, is very good at making our typical Christmas dish hallacas, chicken salad, ham bread and black loin, top 1.
Well, I didn't go, because it was too much temptation. And I kept thinking about just that, as something non-negotiable and essential for me on this date; Christmas food and sharing, I voluntarily, DID NOT GO.
Not for pleasure, but forced. Because really, I'm still inflamed and I don't see such an improvement, and I've been on a diet for days. I think I'm intolerant to a lot more foods than I thought.
In short, for the human being, I think there is nothing essential, other than oxygen and food. And in the spiritual and emotional, faith and hope. Of rest, everything has a price and everything is negotiable!!!
And when one reads Viktor Frankl's book, the man in search of meaning, I have the book in digital, I recommend it to you Galen, one realizes, that life when you sum it up to nothing, it only boils down to that, what you need as a human animal for life support and hope and faith, in whatever, even in a stone, to move forward. And sadly for me in particular, life has led me, to do without parents and children (which is the most painful thing).
Sometimes, I think that I am like a cockroach, not because I denigrate the insect, but because, in a nuclear attack, that is the only thing that survives radiation.😂😸. To triumph over oneself is the true victory. Getting up off the ground, because that's where I start walking with my head up.
Janitze.🌹
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