Memories Triggered/Unlocked Nov 15, 2010 3:50:28 GMT -5
Post by privatetucker on Nov 15, 2010 3:50:28 GMT -5
*Hug* The memory of digging the trenches is so sad. Having to do that kind of work is...I can't even imagine. I believe I did something along those lines as well, and this is one of those things I am working up the strength to confront someday. But I take strength in all of your strength and knowing that it is possible to get through and heal from! And I hope your memoir is going well; I really loved the excerpt that I read!
And, haha, I know what you mean about obnoxious family! My cat will not let me sleep in the mornings, so any chance of getting any meditation work done then is disintegrated. Luckily I've found a good area/time that works for me and doesn't conflict with my cat's lovin' schedule.
On one hand it'd be good if you'd get strength to remember (and overcome) but yes that work was quite gruesome and I'm sorry you were stuck with it, too. =/
What kind of time works for you, then? I've found late at night gives me the most quiet.
So, a little while back (I know I haven't visited since then and I'm sorry...was going through some unrelated bipolar stuff) but right before that I was able to get another memory....
In this memory, I'm six years old. I don't see me (considering I fell into the memory again, and it was in my POV) but I very clearly saw Rivkah. Back of my mind was telling me she was eight at the time.
She was all in white--short white dress that fell just a little bit above the knees, with short, puffed sleeves. She had a giant white bow in her hair, and her hair was bobbed, just like when she was older.
We were actually fighting over a toy--I think it was a stuffed monkey--tugging it between the two of us. I won that little tugging contest, but afterward I didn't feel good about it, a little sad.
After that I actually fell asleep so I have no idea what happened beyond that. xD