cellular levels and frilly socks...

i started out my day cranky.
that's odd.
i'm not usually cranky at the start.
so i took a walk and took a peek at that.
what's that about??

and i landed in the middle of one of the funniest
visuals i've ever had....

there was a young girl in a silly dress. (this would
be me, i figured) and she had on those frilly socks.
remember those? with the frilly lace around the edges?
and those black shoes with the straps?
ohmygosh.
yeah.
there she was.
hands on hips.
stamping her foot.

no kidding.

and ya ready???

she wasn't just cranky cause i wanted to do some
inner work. oh no.
she must be my little drama queen.
she stamps her foot and announces that she's not
changin' on any cellular level!!!

i burst out laughing!!!

cellular level, huh???

grin.
grin.
grin.

i've heard all this cellular level stuff and found it
interesting. i actually buy it. but i hadn't actually
thought thru that what i was tryin' to do was
change at my cellular level.

hmmm......i guess i am.

and then i heard a rant about not wanting to have
to trust more, and not wanting to open any more and
wanting to just stop where we were.

and it occurred to me.
don't fight this.
be gentle here.

so i sat down next to her.
just like i used to sit down next to my boys when
they were little. just waiting. not mad. not demanding.
just accepting and waiting for their pace.

eventually, i leaned in close and said 'we'll just take
it one step at a time, okay?"

she nodded.

holding her hand in mine, we're headin' for the cells...