Power of unconditional love
Sometimes the spirits do move through us and show us the divine power of something greater. Last Saturday night, I was lucky enough to be in the presence of a group of amazing women, consisting of healers, visionaries, actors, singers, artists, and all other kinds of powerful figures. It was a diverse mix, and I felt so nurished after the experience, although at the time I was feeling slightly overwhelmed to go into a new group. How strange that I shrivel in the presence of great love and spirituality. I guess whatever that was unresolved inside me has to come up in order to be healed, and, when feeling safe, these feelings tend to show up the most for me.
Images: holding L in my arms and letting her fall apart; being centered by N and V and letting my own gunk come out; seeing V sitting the in circle, sharing innermost details and feeling judgment; watching G, L and R and feeling a sense of envy and loneliness; watching the beauty and inhaling the fragrance of the group and feeling entirely content; laughing with H and B in the kitchen, holding a piece of sushi; feeling D standing right on top of me, that part woof energy; tearing open, surging back into a complete whole. Deconstructing and integrating. It was only after Sunday that I started to feel more uplifted; it was until I felt loved did I know how harsh it had been to go without. I feel so much more integrated and at peace. I notice that my ability to take in intimacy greatly expanded as well. This group of women calls in such strong force to hold all the ruptures of the human psyche. The world expands. I felt the love, unconditional love. The concentrated power of the group was enormous. We all need our communities. How lucky I am to be blessed this way to continue on my journey of healing.
I surfed online all day, looking up mental health services in HK and TW. It seems that counseling services are sorely lacking in HK--most of the sites I found were more geared towards social work and not so much psychotherapy. I was trying to see if there were support groups of any kind (inspired by my conversation with IL), and by God, I could not find any for adults, except for those who are serverely ill, either mentally or physically. In TW, there seems to be a greater movement to arouse awareness about mental and emotional well-being, and many new sites and orgs are sprining forth to provide services. The only thing was the there didn't seem to be a standardized way for licensing procedures or a unified code of ethics for practicing professionals, but it was definitely on the horizon and developing. Hoo-ray. Wonderful. I again felt extremely blessed that I had the opportunity to find my career that I am so passionate about in this life time. Doing this work has given me so much and proven to be so fulfilling. My life definitely would have looked a whole lot different if I didn't come to the US. I am sure that it would have been a blast as well, but definitely different.
Okay, so that wraps it up for today. Might go with Rob tonight to get his car. I adore him so.
Images: holding L in my arms and letting her fall apart; being centered by N and V and letting my own gunk come out; seeing V sitting the in circle, sharing innermost details and feeling judgment; watching G, L and R and feeling a sense of envy and loneliness; watching the beauty and inhaling the fragrance of the group and feeling entirely content; laughing with H and B in the kitchen, holding a piece of sushi; feeling D standing right on top of me, that part woof energy; tearing open, surging back into a complete whole. Deconstructing and integrating. It was only after Sunday that I started to feel more uplifted; it was until I felt loved did I know how harsh it had been to go without. I feel so much more integrated and at peace. I notice that my ability to take in intimacy greatly expanded as well. This group of women calls in such strong force to hold all the ruptures of the human psyche. The world expands. I felt the love, unconditional love. The concentrated power of the group was enormous. We all need our communities. How lucky I am to be blessed this way to continue on my journey of healing.
I surfed online all day, looking up mental health services in HK and TW. It seems that counseling services are sorely lacking in HK--most of the sites I found were more geared towards social work and not so much psychotherapy. I was trying to see if there were support groups of any kind (inspired by my conversation with IL), and by God, I could not find any for adults, except for those who are serverely ill, either mentally or physically. In TW, there seems to be a greater movement to arouse awareness about mental and emotional well-being, and many new sites and orgs are sprining forth to provide services. The only thing was the there didn't seem to be a standardized way for licensing procedures or a unified code of ethics for practicing professionals, but it was definitely on the horizon and developing. Hoo-ray. Wonderful. I again felt extremely blessed that I had the opportunity to find my career that I am so passionate about in this life time. Doing this work has given me so much and proven to be so fulfilling. My life definitely would have looked a whole lot different if I didn't come to the US. I am sure that it would have been a blast as well, but definitely different.
Okay, so that wraps it up for today. Might go with Rob tonight to get his car. I adore him so.

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