After a rich and full day in SF yesterday, transition set in for us all. A house full of guests emptied and a day filled with scheduled activities awaited.
I moved decidedly into the unconscious place. Tempers flared and I picked up the anger hot potato (sometimes, it is just too tempting). My littlest love and I went into hard territory. And we came out again, with love, some lingering wounds and oh-so-many lessons.
Today, I met with one of my friends from Source Healing and did a trade (working on self-forgiveness during my turn to receive). And now, after a day filled with much running around, I sit. On my silky pillow. Hopes of integrating those lessons in that quiet and sacred place remain as my thoughts still.