Happy Easter to you all!
Its a weird one isn’t it? (she says munching on a hot cross bun with a chocolate egg for dessert……)
Everywhere you look today there are people posting pictures of their chocolate on Facebook or Instagram. Since Boxing day we have been surrounded by sweet treats, bunnies and chicks.
It’s made me wonder how celebrating Easter became more about the Easter bunny delivering chocolate eggs and not the crucifixion of Jesus and his rise from the dead?
Easter this year is uncomfortable for me but i am trying to stay positive. The mind is such a powerful part of us and it can easily lead us down a dark path, when infact the sun is shining brightly around us.
Good Friday of 2017 (what an asshole), I was saying goodbye to my mum and its ironic because every year at Easter i would ask my mum about Jesus;
“Which day was he crucified again mum?”
“Why was he crucified again mum?”
“Which day was it again mum that he rose from the dead?”
Every year she would roll her eyes, tut at me and tell me the story all over again, it became a routine. For some reason i always forgot…
Last year on Good Friday i was praying she would rise from the dead on Easter Sunday! No such luck. Was it my mum having the last laugh? I’ll never forget it now that’s for sure.
Now i know Easter changes so its not exactly the same time as last year but i still feel sad and ‘A’ wants me to re’hash the memories and overthink the details. Instead i am trying my new approach of thinking. In my previous post ‘A’s mind games i detailed this approach and the cause and effect of our mind games.
Today i have the power to waste my day obsessing over the details of last years Easter, getting upset and spiraling down a negative thought pattern or i can take a moment and let the thoughts come and go. (The importance being – of letting them go!)
Is it uncomfortable? Yes but it doesn’t have to engulf my whole day and the rest of my life.
At the moment I have the upper hand with ‘A’ because I have spotted its pattern of destruction therefore eliminating the element of surprise it normally has on me. (HAHA IN YOUR FACE ‘A’!!!)
I’ve previously mentioned that i have been journalling all my life! i have hundreds of diaries spanning my life time and its probably one of the best decisions i ever made.
Are a lot of them full of trivia? Oh gosh yes!! Its a great read!!
They also provide me with a huge release; sometimes the only way we can rid ourselves of intrusive thoughts, overthinking and ‘what if’ scenarios is to write them down. I looked back at this day last year, not the date, but Easter Sunday, (which was a risky move because it could have fueled ‘A’ into overdrive) and what i read has really started to make me think about how amazing our life is…
It seems more relevant today than any other day.
I will share my journal entry with you……
” Sunday 16th April 2017
There are no words, there is no pain, I feel nothing.
I am completely numb.
Everytime i close my eyes I see you mum, or is it everytime I wake I see you mum? Which is reality?
It doesn’t feel real, I don’t feel real, is this my life?
How am I surviving this??? “
I felt numb for a long time, I literally felt nothing. Everyone around me was waiting for me to break but I didn’t. (I was clearly fueled by Duracell batteries…)
How incredible is the mind and body, that they can go into survival mode without you even realising? How it can protect you without your say so?
I watched my mum die, I lay with her body afterwards for 5 hours (in the hospital, nothing weird) and then my body walked me home.
The inner strength we have is incredible.
Don’t you think so?
I then spent the next 4 weeks organising my mum’s funeral, sorting out all her paperwork, finances, house etc. I picked new clothes for her to wear, I contacted everyone she ever knew to tell them and then I stood up at her funeral and read out a poem I had written for her. Not once did I break.
Yet since reality hit me ( new years eve 2017) I have felt like a bus has knocked me down, followed by a steam train and then a heard of elephants for laughs. ‘A’ has been telling me to feel this way now even though its been so long, people around me and telling me it cant be because of my mum as that was ages ago! (Idiots!!!)
I would not have survived this feeling this time last year. My body now feels ready to accept reality and here I am.
I will never be the same person I was before 2017 struck but that’s okay.
I don’t want to be, I am re-born into a beautiful survivor and I am proud of where I’ve come from.
We are amazing. Our mind and body is incredible.
Have you ever sat back for five minutes and thought about it?
With Easter being about the celebration of Jesus and life itself, i wanted to dedicate this post to all of you….
YOU ARE AMAZING!
Ignore the demons, ignore the negativity and remember that within you there is strength.
I thank Jesus Christ for my inner strength and I trust that God’s plan will guide me to happiness but it starts from within.
You have to let the love in first, go on, I dare you to!
Learn to praise yourself, learn to see the good and train that brain to erase the bad. Its hard work, ill be honest with you, but its so so so so so worthwhile!!
You can do it.
One breath at a time
One step at a time
One day at a time