Why I tried to erase all the memories I had with my mother ? No matter it's good or bad ? I just wish it's all blank , blank like a white paper , waiting for me to add any color I like - to manufacture the memories I favors and to share it . Make me feel more relax and comfortable.
Since I practicing facilitator and coach , I listen to so many " parents story " such as father gestures, mother gestures, womb scenarios and many , I don't resonate much or I just keep a distance , build a shield not letting the vibrations intrude to my life ... posture myself as a profession and amuse to the feeling trauma --- I don't react , don't react and don't connect .. distance to the mother affair make me feel more comfortable.
Now I know there's is something wrong , I admit it's not normal but I reluctant to rebuild the memories with my mother , should I analysis myself ? What cause this coldness turn to coolness ?
What did the memory my mother keep mean to her have something to do with me ? Tell my story to my son ? For him to connect the dot ? This is a delima
Now , try your best to describe the stranger : mother .. end of part 1.
Roger
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