The Child that is Me

In January 2012, I found and joined the website  www.livelawofattraction.com , and since that time, I follow very closely the newsletters, tips and blog posts of Linda Armstrong "Thought Empowerment Coach". 
As a response to one of my comments on the blog, I received a very nice reply ...

"I do a series of meditations that put you in touch with your Future Self and also go back and heal your inner child. Let me know if you might be interested in doing this. I would give you the first session as a FREE session. I offer anyone who wants one a free session."

Although I was feeling guilty for having a free session when I know I can't possibly afford more, the appointment was arranged, and I was very excited since I have always believed in the power of my thoughts, without knowing it has a name and it's called "the law of attraction".

I didn't succeed in getting away from home to use my father's empty, peaceful flat, and that stressed me a lot. My daughter kindly suggested that I  use her laptop in her room. At exactly 5:30 pm, I got the Skype call. I was ready.

It was such a beautiful journey. We decided to go to the top of the mountain and observe the world, my world from above. As I was walking in silence, breathing the fresh and clean air, listening to the beautiful sounds of Mother Earth, I saw HER. She had that severe look, the only look I know of her. Her eyes bore a pained expression . I was never before able to go towards her as I was sure she hated me. This time, I smiled at her, walked towards her, didn't say a word, and took her with me right to the top. I sat on the ground, she sat on my lap, my arms around her shoulders, as I tried to explain.....

Much later, I shared the wonderful details of my trip with my friend Pat ... as I was talking, she wrote the following poem into the message slot, which I share with you here ...

I met a face, a special face

On my computer screen

She wore a special smile

Her aura emerald green

She helped me meditate that day...

Led me down special paths ... ...

She brought me peace, a special peace

While in my heart I laughed

At the end, she said to me ... "now it's ok to cry"

I sat there and I smiled at her

While my eyes stayed dry

She said "you know, it's time to cry

Let all those blocked tears flow

It's time to let your pain right out

It's ok now, you know"

The while, I sat and smiled at her,

Her face, it crumpled up

As SHE began to shed those tears

Which I held. bottled up ...

She wept and sobbed, she cried for me

She washed my heart quite clean

While I just sat and watched her face

On my computer screen.

PS ...

One day, I hope, I'll sit and weep

I'll let the dam walls crack ...

I, too, will let it all gush out

With no more holding back ...

But, just for now, she's helped me find

A peaceful, quiet place

Which came to me while I sat there,
As my tears rolled down her face.


Patricia Eastwood

Linda Armstrong gave me a great gift ... she gave me back to myself ... as well as that, she gave me the healing balm of those precious tears which I cannot shed for myself, yet. Thank you, Linda. Thank you from me and also from the child that is me.