Hello everyone,
I do hope this finds you well, safe, healthy and curious.
About an hour ago, I received a blast from the past email from my longterm ex-husband, demanding money he mistakenly believes himself entitled to and threatening both civil action and karma (oh yes) unless I give him what's "his" within next 60 days (?). It's been over a year since his last attempt to destabilise me in some way, so yes, it did hit me hard right here in the middle of my chest, my whole body went limp and everything - and in front of my teenage son, too, who was making himself breakfast, blissfully unaware, getting ready to see his dad later on this morning... I had two children with this man, but we haven't been together for the last 14 years; can't imagine how we ever got together in the first place as so very incompatible (erm, actually I do - but I sobered up and changed my life completely almost 16 years ago... guess he has never forgiven me).
So naturally, I ran to Yi, never even bothered with asking a question, just chucked this tightly knotted-up feeling of fright and panic and stuckness and fury (oooh the fury!) at him - and he chucked the all-changing 33 > 19 straight back at me. Thing is, I know the email from ex (who doesn't have a legal leg to stand on, btw) was just a symbol for all other things I feel have control over me and are stealing my power - see, I do believe that others can and indeed will steal your power, especially if you're fresh out of ammo, or a too love&light to use it.
*soap opera alert* Just a taster - I'm in the middle of a private medical treatment that has definitely gone wrong in parts, but I'm finding it so very hard to rise above the need to people-please, trust myself and just go seek legal advice already (unlike my ex, I am not a natural litigator); having stopped smoking a couple of months back, I'm suffering from my first ever writer's block, which is so very inconvenient as I have recently also lost the part-time job I hated; my upstairs neighbour continues to be a d**k, with all the noise and stomping etc, and I'm not in a position to move - in fact, I've had it with this part of the world altogether, but literally have no home to go to.*soap opera alert over*
So with everything that's been going on, the idea of a retreat sounds kind of attractive... Although... I feel like there's something fundamentally different about all the lines changing when it comes to 33, and just can't get my head around it... which is kind of okay, because my head will tell me stuff like, 'Omg, that moron will end up killing me, or something!" Plus, I vaguely remember reading it somewhere that all changing lines may indicate the very opposite (in which case, why just not come up with one of the action hexagrams)?
Any thoughts, feelings, musings and experiences you'd like to share would be much appreciated.
Thanks,
Grace
I do hope this finds you well, safe, healthy and curious.
About an hour ago, I received a blast from the past email from my longterm ex-husband, demanding money he mistakenly believes himself entitled to and threatening both civil action and karma (oh yes) unless I give him what's "his" within next 60 days (?). It's been over a year since his last attempt to destabilise me in some way, so yes, it did hit me hard right here in the middle of my chest, my whole body went limp and everything - and in front of my teenage son, too, who was making himself breakfast, blissfully unaware, getting ready to see his dad later on this morning... I had two children with this man, but we haven't been together for the last 14 years; can't imagine how we ever got together in the first place as so very incompatible (erm, actually I do - but I sobered up and changed my life completely almost 16 years ago... guess he has never forgiven me).
So naturally, I ran to Yi, never even bothered with asking a question, just chucked this tightly knotted-up feeling of fright and panic and stuckness and fury (oooh the fury!) at him - and he chucked the all-changing 33 > 19 straight back at me. Thing is, I know the email from ex (who doesn't have a legal leg to stand on, btw) was just a symbol for all other things I feel have control over me and are stealing my power - see, I do believe that others can and indeed will steal your power, especially if you're fresh out of ammo, or a too love&light to use it.
*soap opera alert* Just a taster - I'm in the middle of a private medical treatment that has definitely gone wrong in parts, but I'm finding it so very hard to rise above the need to people-please, trust myself and just go seek legal advice already (unlike my ex, I am not a natural litigator); having stopped smoking a couple of months back, I'm suffering from my first ever writer's block, which is so very inconvenient as I have recently also lost the part-time job I hated; my upstairs neighbour continues to be a d**k, with all the noise and stomping etc, and I'm not in a position to move - in fact, I've had it with this part of the world altogether, but literally have no home to go to.*soap opera alert over*
So with everything that's been going on, the idea of a retreat sounds kind of attractive... Although... I feel like there's something fundamentally different about all the lines changing when it comes to 33, and just can't get my head around it... which is kind of okay, because my head will tell me stuff like, 'Omg, that moron will end up killing me, or something!" Plus, I vaguely remember reading it somewhere that all changing lines may indicate the very opposite (in which case, why just not come up with one of the action hexagrams)?
Any thoughts, feelings, musings and experiences you'd like to share would be much appreciated.
Thanks,
Grace