I awoke to a blood curdling scream. Bewildered, disoriented and, of course, blind, I searched with my hands the physical outlines of my bedside table and bed, fumbling my way through the bathroom toward my objective: a frantic Isabella, now 4 years-old. My mind spun thoughts of, “Oh no! Is she ok?, “Did she puke in her bed?”, “Did she pee her pants?” I immediately flashed to blood and guts and the emergency room. Breathe, mom. Breathe. Isn’t this what I teach for a living? Oh, the irony.
When I reached her door, I found her physically safe in bed (emotional and mental were a different story). She was violently kicking and screaming, fighting darkness and her “mobile” bureau which, mind you, “came to her” along with a pack of her arch-nemeses, camels (the animal, not the cigarettes). She resisted consolation and affection. In fact, if I’d prepared like the Girl Scout I once was, I would have brought a hockey mask and a shield.
The diagnosis? Night terrors. Poor, sweet girl. And, she’s got some other-wordly gifts to boot, further exacerbating any visions. Big surprise there.
Once we had calmed her down – because Chad came running as well – we tag-teamed sleeping with her. I processed what had happened, lying awake at 1:30am. I realized that as this child assimilates her 4 year-old mind and body into this world, she subconsciously registers what she “signed up for.” Needless to say, it can be overwhelming, even shocking. As her mother, her caretaker for now, I always reassure her that all is OK. Sometimes it takes fighting the “dark” to reach the brightest light.
Can you relate?
I further introspected that perhaps this is what many of us are encountering right now, the process of metamorphosis and expansion – or “The Hermit,” the chrysalis. This is when our fears are brought to the forefront so that we can ultimately obliterate them and remember love, the true essence of why we are here.
So for today’s message, I channeled a meditation from no one singular source, but a conglomeration of loving beings. I was urged to record and share it with you. The setting: a lush, green rainforest symbolizing heart and soul. Though it is relatively short for a guided meditation (13 minutes), it is a healing, clearing and uplifting message. It is my and their gift to you. I hope it encourages you through your own, personal growth and expansion. Enjoy.
Much love always,