Connect Your Pieces and Parts

Walking in my former neighborhood, I often passed a property that offered changing views of an old home being taken apart.

I hoped someone was saving intricate moldings or original doors…that some of that home would find its way to newly shine in another spot.

Sadness arose in me seeing bones of the home sitting bald while a roof peak sat apart.

I took photos, knowing I’d write about the metaphor I felt inside.

Disconnection.

The scene likely spoke to an early version of myself, the one where my head and body weren’t connected, the one where I operated more from my egoic self than my healing, authentic self.

I was quite the un-integrated person, asking more of my body than it wanted to perform.

I’m pretty sure I didn’t even know something was amiss.

I’d never heard of being grounded.

I wasn’t with folks who talked about mind, body, spirit as working together to form beautiful wholeness.

Until…

Until my husband and I moved to the mountains of western North Carolina.

That’s where I became friends with dear folks who started a group based on Bill Plotkin’s work in his book Soulcraft.

In that gathering, I learned more about being in my body, about breathing, about being in touch with my depths.

We were led in exercises to connect with soul.

Those were the beginning days of me healing more and more into my grounded, peaceful, soulful self.

Hooray.

And when our marriage fell apart, my Soulcraft friends supported me through the darkness.

These days, I’m grateful girl living into my soul’s purpose to spread word that we’re connected within, to one another, to every living thing, and to the creator of the Universe.

Oneness.

Thank you, sweet house taken apart.

Blessings to your various parts, wherever you are.

 

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