I just finished facilitating a workshop this past weekend and was so moved by how much love was in the room, and how we, as individuals, love so deeply even when we may not know we are doing so. What I mean by that is that sometimes we love a family member by being mad at them or rejecting them, or by carrying anxiety just like their uncle, or by feeling unloved and left just like their grandmother. I know this is a different way of looking at love; but it is oh so powerful!

There was a woman who felt like she just didn’t know who she was; she felt ungrounded in herself and didn’t know why. Even looking at her body language, she was always with one or both legs folded underneath her; not feeling the ground beneath her.

She was loving her namesake, her grandmother, by feeling left out, unloved and unsure of herself…just like her grandmother.

There was a woman who was moved to tears by seeing the trauma and fear, and urge to die that her mother felt when she was growing up. This was an image she didn’t carry of her mother before.

Not only do we blindly carry love for our family members by how we may be feeling, but we also see the power of love to heal past traumas. When the flow of love is open, there is so much possible, and so much hope.

Here is hoping we all have a loving Thanksgiving and find a new way for love to flow in ourselves and in our families,

The Best To You All,
Gail