What is standing in your way right now? (1/12/2022)

My intention in this life is to flow. I once wrote in my college personal essay that “I can be the rock; I can be the water; I can be both.” The key is to go with what Life serves me, and since Life is filled to the brim with change, sometimes a flowing nature is the best adaptation.

In my daily journey to remain open – open hands, open heart, open mind – I find that Fear and Numbness often stand in my way. They work hand in hand, though I feel that I do not often encounter Fear because my Numbness Part, which I have named Whitewall, protects me from Him (and other feelings as well).

Whitewall is an incredibly powerful Protector. I respect Her, and I am in awe of Her beauty, old age, and majesty. She has been with me since almost the beginning of my life, and so She feels incomprehensibly ancient to me. She is also unbelievably strong and overwhelming. I have spent decades of my life having one-half of me filled with Her, and so it becomes very difficult to sense when She is blended with me. She feels like a natural Part of me, my oldest Self. At the same time, I have shamed Her, tried to oust Her, and rejected Her for simply doing what She has done Her whole life: take care of me. Only in the past three months have I begun saying hi to Her, touching Her, speaking with Her, and creating an intentional bond together.

Because of Whitewall – and I am thoroughly grateful to Her still – I do not have a secure, nor mature, nor consistent relationship with Fear. Fear and I are currently like strangers going out for a handful of first dates, having our first few months of emotional outbreaks and difficult conversations. We do not yet know how we fit into each other’s lives, or how we can move forward healthily together. Fear feels unfamiliar and completely new to me, and yet He carries a resemblance of previous reiterations of Him, of past bonds reframed in various unique memories. I still am unsure of what role He plays in my life. I still do not know what He wants of me, if anything at all. I am learning how to co-regulate my system alongside Him, recovering from the things He does to me, and it will take both consistency, time, and lots of effort for me to reach a sense of security with Him.

Supplementary members of this cast include Resentment and Grief. For a long part of my life, I had been unable to be friends with Resentment, to hear Her concerns about me or even make eye contact with Her. This was because for decades She did not exist as a separate entity from me that I could see and connect with outside myself. In fact, She lived inside me, within me, as if She were etched on the inside of my skin as my little sister once described: In that conversation, we had delineated our childhood trauma as the burden we could never put down, for “the trauma I carry is inside my skin.” For the longest time, I was unable to separate myself from Resentment, because I was Her. Unyielding, raging, and blind to everything else outside of Her, I saw the world through Her eyes until July 2021. Through ego death and plant medicine, I was able to extract and excise Her from myself. Now She remains a close friend who knows me and my past selves so well, and She is treasured because of how eagerly She tells me where and when I have abandoned or am about to abandon myself.

Grief has become a new close friend only recently as well. Having not experienced deep loss of any loved one growing up, Grief entered my life once I was able to witness me outside myself through plant medicine. Grief held my hand when I relived and comprehended how I had abandoned and trespassed against myself in all previous phases of my life (my formative years, piano-playing, pharmacy school). Grief embraced me when I hugged my younger selves during my “reparenting” acid trips and sobbed with the greatest pain I have ever felt. Grief is there for me as I continue to reclaim parts of myself by letting other parts of my Self die.

Whitewall, Fear, Resentment, and Grief make up my strong cohort of partners that ask me “Are you sure?” every time I try to take a step onto my Future path. I recognize that they have no intention to hold me back but only to make sure, make certain, that I recognize my worth, that I never abandon myself again, and that I am ready to both fight off and reinforce myself against those forces that aim to minimize, abuse, or misuse me and my gifts.

As I spend more time with them in the hopes of fostering healthy relationships with each of them, I recognize that in the meantime I have not only been accumulating but accidentally intensifying some “bad” habits…. I do not like to label anything bad because I would rather believe that every thing is served to us by the Universe, but I recognize some things in me could be tweaked for better progress forward. I had long abandoned my desire to be the best at anything, to compete with others, or to spend the time and energy and sacrifice to master anything; this comes not from “laziness” but from a deep feeling of exhaustion that I have acquired during the decades I had lived and worked for achievements I never wanted for myself and so could never feel proud of. Accompanying this is a lack of the skillset and processes needed to mold true self-discipline. An additional result of this is an ignorance of what true pride in myself feels like and therefore an inability to use that as a source of motivation. These tendencies of mine have amplified conditionings and voices within me that attempt to say that I am not enough, or that I am not inherently worthy. I fight a workaholic past and a capitalistic present that eggs me on to ride my workhorse into the ground again, but I remind myself to take breaths, to take pleasure, to take rest, in order not to give in to those sirens that run our society.

Currently, I still believe that any surplus or lack thereof within me exists for the good of my highest Self at this point in time. I do not intend to battle these forces or view them as in opposition to me but instead aim to declare them as my chosen family and use them as signals for when my system may be ready to move forward. I continue to hope that if and when we all move forward together, then we will be advancing in true harmony.

My crabby self doesn’t deserve company anyway lol.

Today was a mess. Managed to help (vaccinate) 7 team members, including my boss. But I might have been exposed last week. I’m still discovering how I feel about it all.

My employer is doing a shit job of this pandemic.

Regardless. Just gotta keep going. I am completely off tomorrow, on a holiday, and I plan to take it in stride. I have food and ice cream. Books. A yoga mat. Music. A jigsaw puzzle. I’ll be just fine.

Time to actually experience quarantine. Let’s see.

Lord, please keep this virus away from me. We are almost out of here. Please protect me so that everyone around me is also protected.

Ya girl is fucking VACCINATED. THAT’S RIGHT.

Even more phenomenal is that while on Day 1, we ended up having to waste 6 doses, yesterday we wasted ZERO. The last two doses just happened to work out for me and Fae.

Enormous thanks to Anna, Fae, Nikki, and Nicole. We had been an awesome team from Day 1. Anna had taken control of the vaccine baby, tallying how many doses and determining how much we should reconstitute. I really wanted us to take a group picture because it was such a blessing to show up new to a team of strangers who were all warm, collaborative, extremely hard-working and helpful, and excellent at what they do. 

After my vaccination and security kicking us out at 7pm, I had to sit outside for 25 minutes because my head wasn’t feeling right after the injection…. Nicole and Fae sat with me until I stopped feeling funky, and luckily Nicole had an epi-pen in her coat pocket that she forgot to leave upstairs on the floor lol.

While I vaccinated employees pretty much non-stop for 3 hours straight, the other ladies had gone up to the floors, donned PPE, and vaccinated the patients. I can only imagine the difficult task as most of them have limited mobility or dementia. But I really held it down all by myself and Anna came in and out to monitor whether I needed help.

When the day was slower, I sat in the room with Anna and Fae and we were able to just talk, without our masks and kind of just snacking around. I loved to hear Fae talk shit about our company while we had munchkins and cookies lol.

Later on, I was in the vaccination all by myself and Anna came by and ended up sitting with me for 20-30 minutes. She told me how she had already gotten COVID as a mild case, and how two people around her had died from COVID and our company didn’t complete proper contact tracing nor notify. How HORRIFYING. Corporate is damn lucky we are out here running these things for them.

I was already contacted yesterday midday by the scheduler to do more clinics, but I had to have some time off (I was in bed for 12 hours last night and came 3x) before I could be an ounce functional again.

I got home yesterday and was beyond happy. I yelled and cheered when I came through our apartment door. Steph was crying. It feels so good for this fucking pandemic to be on the way out.

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Money is money.

I don’t ever want to be like my Mom where her “giving” makes her feel good about herself. But maybe I am already like that in some way 😔😔😔

I was overwhelmed with gratitude for the bodywork I received last night. And I felt she was like the elderly woman in the parable who donated all she had — and that I had received it. (My session had already been paid way far in advance, over 6 months ago, as part of a package.)

There is no price on that kind of Love.

So many people are suffering right now. And it makes no sense to have “so much” money and just keep it to myself.

Especially during COVID, a time where artists and the self-employed and those who serve with their touch are suffering…. It is the least I can do to pay back the fact that I am an essential worker always working.

I took a hot shower at full temperature. Tattoo baby is fully healed.

Managed to snag a sandwich. Didn’t manage to talk to the roomie. Dropped into Lumi’s for a sharing of suffering on the carpet with dim blue light and steaming hot tea. She gave me over an hour of bodywork, and I had fallen asleep during some part of it. My body feels amazing. Especially after so much conscious deep breathing.

Sometimes I think about how long it has been since I’ve been touched lovingly, but I suppose that’s another reason why bodyworkers are amazing Givers and people of service.

I was supposed to do the schedule but I’ll do that tomorrow. I’m supposed to sleep now so I can get to the facility on time tomorrow.

Everybody says I’m doing a good service and I feel important. How long will this last?

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“RASPBERRY BLUEBERRY WITH YOUR LEMONS” – ICE T BY TEMS.

I glimpsed a beautiful sunset tonight driving West back home.

I took a hot shower at full temperature. Tattoo baby is fully healed.

Managed to snag a sandwich. Didn’t manage to talk to the roomie. Dropped into Lumi’s for a sharing of suffering on the carpet with dim blue light and steaming hot tea. She gave me over an hour of bodywork, and I had fallen asleep during some part of it. My body feels amazing. Especially after so much conscious deep breathing.

Sometimes I think about how long it has been since I’ve been touched lovingly, but I suppose that’s another reason why bodyworkers are amazing Givers and people of service.

I was supposed to do the schedule but I’ll do that tomorrow. I’m supposed to sleep now so I can get to Parker Jewish on time tomorrow.

Everybody says I’m doing a good service and I feel important. How long will this last?

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Vibe: STILL Ice T by TEMS.
“Raspberry, blueberry, lemons.”

First day at Parker Jewish LTCF.

I arrived late but was still right on time.

Note to self: Multidose vial does not need air pressure to pull from vial 😂😂😂

Fuck these Vanishpoint syringes.

I’m ready for PPE tomorrow.

Can we have more minority pharmacists and less Caucasian women on the pharmacist vanguard? 🙄🙄🙄

I would love to have a day off. But at least driving helps in turning off my mind.

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Opaque  by  andbamnan
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