The Status Quo Bores Me

Today she felt like a child again and she wasn’t sure whether that was good or bad.  Her lower unconscious was repressing all the unaknowledged experiences she had as a child and she desperatley needed a release.  Today she would pick up her therapeutic writing book and exorcise her feelings which needed owning.  She knew only when she owned her feelings would she feel a sense of relief.  She did not want them stored in the very cells of being any longer.  The status quo is exceedingly boring her very own fairy story, a modern day classic.

 

The Gretel in her loved the lavish house immersed in sweets.  The absence of the woodcutter did not matter, only the sweets.  She found it difficult to relate to the physical hunger of Gretel, there had always been food on the table and she was thankful for that.  She saw Gretel’s hunger as a metaphor for love, there was little love in Gretel’s world, only in the presence of the found treasure.  Money was love in her world and today as a mum she would be there for her daughter in her first sports day race.  There was no money, only an abundance of love and a real sense of connection to another.  She tried her hardest to be the mother she had never seen.

~ by girligorgeous on July 1, 2009.