04-17-2012, 12:33 PM
Dear Carla and Monica,
I have one question.
No matter how much I work with homesickness, it is always there. Most of times it doesn't hurt, but some days I am not able to function because of it. It's not that I don't know what to do, or what techniques to use, it is that some days I am just *not able* to use any of them, as it hurts too much. I wouldn't mind it, and just breathe through it if I would be alone, but I am not. When that happens at my work, where I have patients to attend, or when I take care of my five year old, I am not able to serve them properly due this pain. The pain feels very real and sometimes manifests in my physical body in the root center, and when that happens I am walking slowly, and not able to move and work and serve (!!) effeciently, or sometimes at all. It brings me much guilt and I feel selfish. It feels like an imagined thing that even Wanderers on this site have difficulties to understand. And I wish I could just ignore it or reject it, and move on with my life. But when it hits me with full strength, it feels very much real: the pain, the missing, and all the memories; and when that happens at work or when I take care of my child, I just don't know what to do. It's crippling.
Thank you for your services.
Love and light,
Lana.
I have one question.
No matter how much I work with homesickness, it is always there. Most of times it doesn't hurt, but some days I am not able to function because of it. It's not that I don't know what to do, or what techniques to use, it is that some days I am just *not able* to use any of them, as it hurts too much. I wouldn't mind it, and just breathe through it if I would be alone, but I am not. When that happens at my work, where I have patients to attend, or when I take care of my five year old, I am not able to serve them properly due this pain. The pain feels very real and sometimes manifests in my physical body in the root center, and when that happens I am walking slowly, and not able to move and work and serve (!!) effeciently, or sometimes at all. It brings me much guilt and I feel selfish. It feels like an imagined thing that even Wanderers on this site have difficulties to understand. And I wish I could just ignore it or reject it, and move on with my life. But when it hits me with full strength, it feels very much real: the pain, the missing, and all the memories; and when that happens at work or when I take care of my child, I just don't know what to do. It's crippling.
Thank you for your services.
Love and light,
Lana.