yesterday after I finished my housework, I took myself off for a walk. To a place that is called Olympian Rock.. have no idea why and I wish I knew the Aboriginal name for it.
when I sit in places like this, the desire to travel to Cornwall disappears. this is home... someone said recently that Earths wisdom runs close to the surface in Cornwall.. it is the same here.. there is an ancient wisdom that seeps into my soul.. I absorb it and I love it.
pictures just do not describe how this place feels. a deep deep wisdom seeps from the rocks. a still-ness and an aura hang in the air.. not even the sound of distant voices or a plane flying over disrupts this aura.. a bird flys way below in the valley... at one with Gaia. Just like I wish to feel. I want to feel as if I am one.. I Know that I am, but I want to feel that I am. That will come.
my anger has gone.. writing my story and voicing my feelings has helped me tremendously, there are still more words to come.. but I feel that I have turned a corner. I am beginning to replace anger with acceptance. I can't change what happened, so I grow with it. As I heal, the longing to travel to Cornwall is diminishing too.. I don't have the urgency to go to Cornwall to connect with the ancestors.. they are with me wherever i am. I know that now. I feel that Laura is happy that I am making peace with all that has happened.. as I make my peace, I also help her make hers.