Tag: legacy

“Black Sheep”

The so-called black sheep of the family are, in fact, hunters born of paths of liberation into the family tree.

The members of a tree who do not conform to the norms or traditions of the family system, those who since childhood have constantly sought to revolutionise beliefs, going against the paths marked by family traditions, those criticised, judged and even rejected, these are usually called to free the tree of repetitive stories that frustrate entire generations.

The black sheep, those who do not adapt, those who cry rebelliously, play a basic role within each family system, they repair, pick up and create new and unfold branches in the family tree.

Thanks to these members, our trees renew their roots. Its rebellion is fertile soil, its madness is water that nourishes, its stubbornness is new air, its passion is fire that re-ignites the light of the heart of the ancestors.

Uncountable repressed desires, unfulfilled dreams, the frustrated talents of our ancestors are manifested in the rebelliousness of these black sheep seeking fulfilment. The genealogical tree, by inertia will want to continue to maintain the castrating and toxic course of its trunk, which makes the task of our sheep a difficult and conflicting work.

However, who would bring new flowers to our tree if it were not for them? Who would create new branches? Without them, the unfulfilled dreams of those who support the tree generations ago would die buried beneath their own roots.

Let no one cause you to doubt, take care of your rarity as the most precious flower of your tree.

You are the dream of all your ancestors.

– Bert Hellinger

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art | Monica Fernandez

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The man in 3D

I had an experience on a plane , on my own headed to San Francisco.

A young Indian man requested to change seats with me , giving me his 1st class seat ! I was thrilled 😁 and certainly knew gratitude but did not note it as a sign .

I was coming off psychiatric RX and very scattered and very high alert ‼️ Many of my experiences were weird . And they did get weird either a relative who revealed a shadow part of her self that has cropped up way too many times resulting in no contact .

That’s ok. I am grateful to be on my way ; acknowledging the varied signs ; numbers , birds , exits and births ; seekers , awakenings in others and tho I am soul exhausted , I rejoice as I open my hands to receive and call on my benevolent angels , spirit guides , ancestors and light workers to further my journey and let me support others as I am abled ❤️🙏💯

To the man in 2D. Today you were traveling from Orlando to Philly. I don’t know you, but I imagine you saw us somewhere. I was pushing a stroller, had a diaper bag on my arm and also lugging an oxygen machine for my daughter. We had smiles on our faces as we were headed to see her “friends” at CHOP (Children’s Hospital of Philadelphia). We pre- boarded the plane, got cozy in our window seat and made jokes to those around us about having to sit by my yelling-but-happy baby. The flight attendant came over and told me you were waiting to switch seats. You were giving up your comfortable, first class seat to us.

Not able to hold back tears, I cried my way up the aisle while my daughter Lucy laughed! She felt it in her bones too… real, pure, goodness. I smiled and thanked you as we switched but didn’t get to thank you properly.

Sooo… thank you. Not just for the seat itself but for noticing. For seeing us and realizing that maybe things are not always easy. For deciding you wanted to show a random act of kindness to US. It reminded me how much good there is in this world. I can’t wait to tell Lucy someday. In the meantime… we will pay it forward. AA 588 passenger in seat 2D, we truly feel inspired by your generosity.

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Memories

I choose to remember you

Not by how you hurt me

But by how you taught me to heal

Not by how you left me

But by how you taught me to never abandon myself

Not by how you broke me

But by how you taught me to rebuild myself

Not by how you dimmed my light

But by how you helped me to shine

Not by how you kept me trapped in a place of comfort

But by how you empowered me to leave my comfort zone

Not by how you left me feeling weak

But by how you taught me what it means to be strong

Not by how you tried to control me

But by how you taught me to be free

Not by who you told me who I was

But by how you taught me to define myself

And above all

I choose to remember you

Not by how you were unable to love me

But by how you taught me

To love myself.

What happened to you ?

A very powerful and profound statement indeed. And expresses my thoughts why I have nothing for the American Brand of Christianity, nor Evangelical Christianity. It is a threat to humanity, the Earth, and Christianity overall.

“To the church of my youth,

What did you expect me to do?

You taught me to love my neighbors, to model the life of Jesus. To be kind and considerate, and to stand up for the bullied.

You taught me to love people, consider others as more important than myself.

You taught me to sing “red and yellow, black and white, they are precious in His sight.”

We sang it together, pressing the volume pedal and leaning our hearts into the chorus. You said that “He loved all the children of the world”.

You taught me to love my enemies, to even do good to those who wish for bad things. You taught me to never “hate” anyone and to always find ways to encourage people.

You taught me it’s better to give than receive, to be last instead of first. To help the poor, the widow, the stranger at the gate.

You taught me that Jesus looks at what I do for the least-of-these as the true depth of my faith. You taught me to focus on my own sin and not to judge. You taught me to be accepting and forgiving.

So I paid attention.

I took in every lesson.

And I did what you taught me.

But now, you call me a “libtard”. A queer-lover. You call me “woke.” A backslider. You call me a heretic. You make fun of my heart. You mock the people I’m trying to help. You say I’m a child of the devil.

You call me soft. A snowflake. A socialist. You shun the very people you told me to help.

What did you expect me to do?

I thought you were serious, but apparently not.

You hate nearly all the people I love. You stand against nearly all the things I stand for. I’m trying to see a way forward, but it’s hard when I survey all the hurt, harm, and darkness that comes in the wake of your beliefs and presence.

What did you expect me to do?

I believed it all the way.

I’m still believing it all the way.

Which leaves me wondering, what happened to you?”

—Chris Kratzer

Things your alienated kids won’t tell you ! / Adult child shares her experience

This really helped me so much today , and I truly consider it a gift .

I emailed it to sons , hoping that this might aide them, as I repeat ..

” I choose to move forward , and will always have one arm pointed

backwards , should positive growth , moving forward, ceasing to target me ,

ends .

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