It’s really cool when someone who knows you well but hasn’t seen you in awhile notices that you’ve changed…in a good way.
Last week I went back to my hometown to visit my mom. My mom and I haven’t always gotten along, like I wrote about last week, but this visit was so smooth, it was a bit surreal at first. There were a few tense first moments since it had been a couple of years since I had been home for a visit, but then we connected and talked in a way we haven’t done in a looooonnnngggg time. We had so much fun discussing the things I was learning though the Master Keys that it was a bit challenging to stay consistent with my reading and cards, but I did. The coolest part of the weekend was Saturday morning. Let me set the stage…
My father passed away in 1996 due to complications after a brain hemorrhage the year before. 1995-96 was a tough year as it’s also the year I divorced my ex and moved out on my own with my two children. My mother and I were sitting at the dining room table discussing that year. Suddenly my mom said that she wondered if there was something she could’ve done or said to have kept Daddy from dying. She said that it had been on her mind for the past 21 years. After a few questions from me to clarify what she was feeling and assuring her, I asked if she felt she could forgive herself for this burden she had carried for all these years. Sobs erupted from her. She wasn’t sure she could. I told her about the forgiveness exercise Mark had done with us in Week 7 and asked if she’d like to do it with me. She agreed and I found the replay on my phone and we sat together and listened as Mark’s voice spoke of clearing the channel and forgiving others as well as ourselves. Tears flowed from both our eyes as we released the thoughts that we hadn’t done enough for my dad. Shortly after, I had to head out to meet a friend for lunch, but I promised I’d be back by to say goodbye before I went to the airport for my flight home.
When I returned, my mother seemed so much more at ease and peace. We chatted and hugged and cried some more, treasuring this weekend and not wanting to say goodbye. It was one of the most healing things I’ve been through. And it’s all thanks to this MKMMA experience.
On my travels home, my flights were delayed and yet, that didn’t bother me. I knew it was all going to be ok. Anytime I felt frustration, I began the affirmation from week 9
and the feeling eased into thankfulness for being where I was at that moment. I arrived at my home airport at the time I was due in despite the delays. What a great metaphor for simply trusting in the process.
Since then, I’ve had a few conversations with my mom. Both she and my sister said they noticed how at peace I was during my visit. There was some calmness there that evidently wasn’t there before. I think it was because I was more the observer and less eager to share a thought or opinion (still working on that one! LOL!).
Today I received a holiday card from my mother. In it was a note thanking me for coming for a visit and being so thankful that we had those heart-to-heart conversations over the weekend and that she felt a peace she hadn’t felt in years. If that was the only gift from the MKMMA experience, every bit of work, reading, money, and tears would be absolutely worth it.
But the beautiful thing is that there have been sooooooo many gifts from this experience. Every single day I notice something different in me – a new connection with a friend, co-creating this wonderful workshop with a fellow trainer, reaching out to people about my business with no expectations, just sharing a little hope, more fitness flexibility and endurance that wasn’t there a few months ago.
For those of you who may be reading this while considering the MKMMA experience for 2018-2019, JUST DO IT! You’ll be so glad you did! I sure am!