Yin yoga on Tuesday; my first yoga class in months

The highlight of my week happened just two hours ago: I found my guitar book! It has been missing since we moved and taking up brain space wondering, "Where the F is my guitar book!? I want to learn!" It showed up and I feel like a piece of me is back.

The rest of the week has been largely uneventful, a few pre-op appointments and journaling. I have been granted moments of clarity as I allow old anger to dissolve and pay attention to my true desires. Nick is coming to the hospital with me for my "minor procedure." I am excited for this tangible expulsion of Angry, Crowded Cells. A little sweep of the lining and my path birth opens before me.

My path is lined with love . . .

I love the spirit of Nette that chose her parents and family.

I love the Nette that hid parts of herself as she adopted a Social Self. 

I love the Nette that created a hormonal imbalance.

I love the Nette that cautiously explored fertility treatments.

I love the Nette that held anger in her body and the Nette that has been flushing it out for two years. Wail on that floor!

I love the Nette that overeats for "protection" from her empathic gifts.

I love the Nette that now chooses Joy and Truth.