My life was transformed three years ago today...

Today reprents three years ago to date when I attended a local MBS fayre organised by a friend,

I had been ill for nearly 3 months, the daily pain and fatigue was changing me, taking bits of me, taking the loving, kind and friendly parts of me that made me who I was. I went in, struggling to walk, pain around my back, shoulders, neck, hips, knees and feet. Feeling like, as my dad would have put it "Needing sent to the knackers yard". I was tired of everything, by this point I'd tried to send my twin flame away, saying he hasn't signed up for a life of looking after me, walking into a room finding me on the floor trying to pick myself up, my feelings of being incapable of doing anything.

So, on the day of the MBS fayre I was greeted by some familiar faces, seeing I was struggling. We had a walk around, seen who was there then I had some reiki with a lady who became my Reiki Teacher some months later, I carefully climbed onto the bed. I received some wonderful healing from my now reiki teacher, she asked if was going for a reading, which I was thinking of, so, she recommended a reader to me, I went and asked for a reading for moving forward with my life.

She was spot on, and hit some sore spots, all for my own higher good, a few minutes into the reading I cried, after months of holding all my pain, emotional, physical and psychological pain together for months with a very small safety pin, the pin was finally released. This was the release I'd needed for a long time, I was feeling things I really needed to feel, but really didn't want to. I'd been strong for too long; I needed to be vulnerable. Even though it felt like my own personal hell at the time, looking back, it was necessary, this was the change I needed.

I spent the rest of the day crying on and off. I cried for the remainder of the time I was at the fayre, I cried on my way to nandos for food, listening to Apply some pressure by Maximo Park. The words "What happens when you lose everything you just start again you start all over again" hit me like a shock wave. I needed to start again.

I cried again in nandos and repeatedly at home, the floodgates had truly opened and there was no stopping them. So much so, I was crying as I was trying to sleep thinking about the day and the Maximo Park song; Dave lifted his head and asked was I crying again? I nodded my head and fell asleep.

The next day I woke up with the mother of all migraines, but I felt the night had passed, the clouds were parting and the sun was coming through. I'd endured, but I was renewed, the person I'd been turning into died that day, and a new me was being born.

This was a true rebirth, but I also remembered to embrace some of the old me, some of those wonderful qualities I'd thought had died, but they hadn't died, they were just in remission. Today marks three years when I started on my road to recovery and I feel I am in some ways unrecognizable from that woman who walked into the MBS fayre. My new day had dawned and I have been so blessed to have grown and met some beautiful souls along the way..

And today, this marks the eve of the full moon in scorpio one of powrful transformations I am holding my own event with a circle of lovely women honouring and celebrating the energies of rebrith. The image I havre attached to this blog is the 10 of Swords which I always associate with my spiritual journey I had to release all the old pains and face it, let a bit of me die to create space to step into my light and power. Attachments area