One day I was lying on a massage table getting the long-awaited massage and I caught myself daydreaming about sitting at my desk writing a marketing email… - forming the words and sentences in my mind. I brought my attention back to the table and into the delicious sensations.
Then I remembered that while I’m sitting at my desk writing marketing emails, I’m day dreaming about a massage. And there is the crux of my life: two minds.
-Navigating Dual Perspectives.
I think or dream of being somewhere else, or wish this event would hurry up and be over so I can go home, and then I can look back at it fondly… wishing I could be back in it. Wherever I am - the other mind is tugging. One mind hurries to get to the other mind thinking it’s a better place. .
And so, here I am again - living a life beyond my wildest dreams. I have a reunited family across time and generations… a repaired family. I have a beautiful granddaughter from a daughter who could never have kids - a daughter who has struggled with life and death for seven years, and I get to be in the role of the great mother - the mother of mothers - nourishing the ecosystem of moms and babies… and yet I was raised motherless, only to be reunited with my own mother near the end of her life in ways I could never have imagined.
Here I stand in the cool river of miracles, the epicenter of mother-daughter life cycles with grandmothers and great grandmothers from an ancient world who stand at my back … and then, somehow, I start to worry that I’m not putting out enough marketing emails. Even in the midst of heaven, the other mind pulls.
As I write this, I notice my two minds are sitting side by side amusing themselves... amused BY themselves. Rascals.
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