Six years ago while in the middle of the worst panic disorder ever, I developed agoraphobia. I could not leave my house without my husband, I was breaking down every other day, I could not cope or function, most days I could not even get out of bed.
I was at the end of my rope and I was feeling extremely suicidal. I pulled out an old book from my teens about Spirituality, and I began to read and did not stop until I was done the next morning. Then I pulled out another, and then another. Until I had re-read all my spiritual books again. I began to meditate again, something I had not done regularly for years. And I began to breathe.
In breathing I rediscovered my own center and balance. And while it did not take away the anxiety/panic/depression, it helped me to see just how much I was repressing within my emotional makeup.
I had a difficult childhood, and I had stuffed a lot of it down deep within my psyche as I got older, never truly dealing with my feelings, my fears.
So while I began in a panicked attempt to be "normal" again, I ended up taking a spiritual journey into myself, through my childhood, into my psyche. It was life altering, and one I continue to take to this day - the journey is infinite and I discover something new about myself every day.
At age 37 I am still shocked when someone makes a crass comment about how I am "too young" for menopause, as though they must know my body better than myself. I see myself in a new light, I have been the maiden, and the mother, and now my body is moving towards it's crone phase, the triune nature of the moon Goddess in transit.
While there is much to gripe about regarding the symptoms of menopause, and I could go for eternity without another internal tremor, or palpitation, or hot flash, or emotional meltdown, I am so very grateful that this process has taken me on the journey it has.
Through this hell I have learned to endure.
Through this transformation I have found my inner butterfly.
Through this fluctuation I have discovered balance and center.
There is nothing the Goddess can give a woman that can not be endured, for we are WOMEN and we endure so MUCH.
I am thankful that my body has life in it, that I improve with age and wisdom, that I understand who I am better through the cycle of my aging rhythms. And I hope you will take a moment to be thankful for all that you are and know and have yet to discover too. There is excellence in even the most horrible experience - for we learn from it.
In deep Love,
Dee
