Phoenix
Senior Member
- Location
- Oregon, U S
Today while I was painting my cover art for my current novel, it came to me what I've been experiencing relative to all my losses this last year and a half. As mentioned in another thread I've lost eight people and a 19-year-old cat. My dad has been gone since 1983, Mom since 2009, my dearest grand aunt since 2000. A bunch of older friends I always went to when I needed to be someplace comforting and supportive also died. My dad's mom died when I was 7, his dad when Dad was 15. My maternal grandparents passed when I was 16 and 21. All my aunts and uncles, except one aunt-in-law are gone. Plus over the years all my belief systems failed, and I had to find new ones, only for them to fail. Which is why I go by Phoenix. I could go on and on. At first I was thinking that it's like being one tree in a vast forest, and a few at a time those trees around you are cut down or die in a storm. Now, it's like I'm one of the few remaining trees, and it's disorienting. Today, I realized all of those from my past were part of my grounding, and it is now gone. I'm still standing, but the soil has washed away from most of the roots. It's a relief for my answers to come to me that way. It makes me feel freer. Yea!!!! On to the next...a new way of being...creating my own grounding.