Sending Love & Light

Wow. I didn’t expect these tears and these feelings to surface tonight, but they sure came to the surface and flooded my eyeballs and made my heart hurt.

Something must be going on in the cosmos. I don’t know what it is about this week. There seems to be no reason for it, but it’s like I’m grieving and processing things all over again. Or maybe the emotions are just digging deeper and trying to finish the healing process. I don’t know…

I don’t want this blog to be a only a big ol’ downer, but this is where I am this week…

Last night I started watching Eat, Pray, Love. That movie has a story of it’s own in my life starting from the first time I watched it last January, which was six months before I moved out of the house. I instantly felt this connection to the film and the main character. I couldn’t totally describe it. I watched it three times in a few days. That may not sound like a big deal, but for someone who doesn’t watch tons of movies – it was a big deal. The lines in it spoke to me. There were wisdom and observations in the film that seemed to be something from my head, speaking to me – it wasn’t just a movie. I feel like it’s my movie. It’s me. I even have the beginning plans of my own travel journey…just like the main character…

Interesting how each time I’ve seen it, it’s hit me differently or I see things differently – based on where I am in my journey from leaving a marriage to building my new life and going through the growth, healing and expansions of it all…

I put it on when I was unpacking right after I moved into my apartment last summer. It made me cry then… it hit a new nerve even then.

Last night I watched the first third of the movie again and the parallels hit me harder – yet in a different way.  In first part of the movie, Liz Gilbert (played by Julia Roberts) is processing the realization that she no longer fit the life she had created with her husband. It was like it was me – almost a year ago – asking God to give her a sign as to what to do about her unhappy marriage, or what to do with herself within this life she created and no longer recognized. She loved her husband, just as I did, but it just wasn’t working.

The line, “The only thing more unthinkable than leaving was staying; the only thing more impossible than staying was leaving” rang completely true with me. I know how that felt.

Truth.

But, she had to do it. She listened to her heart. She listened to that inner voice, even though she knew it wasn’t going to be easy.

She did it.

I did it, too.

Then relatively quickly after she separated from her husband, she jumped into a relationship with a much younger guy who was a broke, but talented actor. David brought her a lot of joy in many ways, but it became a toxic relationship. They loved each other, but they ended up just arguing and being miserable. Even the sex and the excitement stopped, despite the fact that they still cared for one another. He really was just part of her transition, I think…

When I saw that part again last night, I couldn’t believe THAT parallel, too. Really? Of course, that part didn’t speak to me a year ago, but it sure did last night. I have a David. I jumped into an unconventional, physical, confusing yet emotional relationship with a much younger, broke musician. Although we didn’t have a full-blown defined “relationship,” I jumped into something I wasn’t expecting and it was very uncharacteristic of me. It was an unconsciously welcomed distraction at the time, I guess. It was exciting at moments, but despite the logical rationalizations in my head, I never expected the depths of feelings and the range of emotions I would experience in my heart. And most of it didn’t end up feeling too good. I could probably write a book just on that experience alone…

But, I digress…

And now tonight. The second part of the movie Liz Gilbert goes to an Ashram in India. She’s looking for peace. After having fun and feeling good from being in Italy for three months, she’s now alone again. She starts participating in the morning meditations and while she tries to quiet her mind, the memories of David and her x-husband and her broken marriage begin to surface. She’s feeling the pain. She does not like herself very much.

The scene that got me crying uncontrollably for at least 30 minutes and resulting in an apology text to my x-husband (probably not a good idea, but, oh well…), was when her friend Richard took her up to the top of a building after going to their friend’s wedding. Richard begins telling his story, for the first time, of how he lost his wife and any relationship with his son because of a stupid decision of drinking and driving. After he shared his story, he looks at Liz and tells her that she needs to stay at the Ashram until she fully forgives herself. He leaves her alone there and the next scene Liz’s x-husband is standing before her in the white tux he wore on their wedding day, asking her to dance. Of course this is a visualization she’s having, but they begin dancing to the song, “Harvest Moon” by Neil Young, which was supposed to have been their wedding song. As I watched this, I closed my eyes and pictured Jack and me at our wedding. That’s when the floodgates opened. The tears just appeared. So much came to the surface. Memories of our wedding day. Guilt. Hurt. Anger. I realized I still have some self-forgiveness to do, too.

Strange to me how I am not angry at Jack. Despite the horrible things he said on occasion, the angry words we exchanged, the misunderstandings, the criticism and the judgments – it was me who is hurting deeply tonight wanting to tell him, “I’m so sorry.”

I realized I have not fully forgiven myself for not being a better wife and for failing at my marriage. I’m close, but with what surfaced watching that scene and remembering my wedding day…I realized there’s still pain there. I know I shouldn’t feel like a failure – and most days I don’t – but tonight the sadness and pain resurfaced. It seems to be awfully sneaky like that…

Earlier today I had a glorious breakfast with a good friend and was feeling so good. Now a simple movie shifts my emotions for the evening… I’m learning this forgiveness stuff may be a bit of a process. There are layers of it – kinda like our wedding cake – and it’s going to take a bit to get rid of it all. Too bad it doesn’t taste as good as our cake did. And too bad I can’t just send pieces home with someone else to finish.

But a few minutes ago I saw a note on my desk and I read some words from Abraham-Hicks and it got me to start shifting my energy and my thoughts: “Your future is going to feel like you feel today.” And, “The path to least resistance isn’t the shortest path, it’s the most joyful path…if you realize connection matters, problems go away.”

So, even though I’ve been crying tonight…I’m going to take those words from Abraham and try to change how I’m feeling tonight. I’m going to try to feel the memories of our wedding as something good…pick a good memory from our marriage…maybe I can get to a better feeling tonight…

Maybe…

I’m also going to take Richard’s advice from the movie. When Liz said she still missed her husband (or was it David), her friend Richard said to her, “Then miss him. And send him love and light every time you think of him. And then drop it.”

I will forgive myself completely. I know it. And hopefully it’s soon.

I miss you, Jack. I still love you, Jack. And right now I’m sending you love and light.

And I’m trying to let you go…

Brooke

p.s. Can you relate to any of this? Feel free to share your thoughts and comments below.

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One thought on “Sending Love & Light

  1. Wow, thank you for sharing so honestly. Your able to capture your feelings and thoughts in what appears to be effortless, beautiful writings…feelings and thoughts that everyone can relate to and most likely have experienced in some point in their life. Your blog is amazing and I’m so glad I found it.

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