Recruits
06/03/2009 03:06 p.m.

So, I've been wondering. What are my core wounds? And who do I recruit to help me work through them? The gambler, the alcoholic? The mother who belittles me (yes, I still recruit her from time to time). The grocery store clerk who snubs me every time I go through her line? The fellow student who whispers into the ear of another class mate? Who am I recruiting today to feed that core wound, to confirm whatever that central issue is?

I still don't get it, who I get involved with and why, but I've just about decided it doesn't matter a lick. All I have to do today is breathe, and know that I am exactly where I'm supposed to be, at all times.

And, by the way? My instincts are always right. ALWAYS.

The development of the friendship from australia was certainly brief. Lovely in many ways, and very valuable, but brief. But I also KNOW that I am exactly where I need to be. My counselor concurs. My support group concurs. The blessings of insight keep coming, and I know that whatever is in store for me is still available, and that is what I move towards, partner or no partner.

I am currently: trusting my gut
Listening to: my energy whirl