Where's the Month Gone

As September comes to a close I get to thinking where in the world has September gone, just like the hurricane we experienced a few weekends ago it just came and went. Ever been in a situation where you are on the up and up and all of a sudden your whole world as you know it turns upside down, well that's what happened with me and my world when Hurricane Ohio decided to sweep through my house, a spiritual cleansing if you like, it really shook the cobwebs and put what really is important about myself into prospective making things crystal clear so to speak. I've relocated myself to the room I call the "Healing Room" I've come to the point in my life that enough is enough and that I need to have space from the energies that bring me down and are not healing for me, my son and for my husband. With my own space I'm able to relax and be at present with my own being and not be confused on who's emotions am I really experiencing, his or mine. I've been married for 8 years now and each minute and each day of every week, month and year I do my best to bring forth to the relationship the best me I could ever offer however have come to the conclusion that its not good enough for him and somehow I feel nothing ever will be. Not only is there a cultural difference to American Men and to what I've grown up with but the unrealistic expectations women & men have for themselves here is very sad for me, that June Cleaver thing needs to go, there's so much life to be lived and women are wasting time cleaning house for what, people don't have time to visit and be in one's company, the husband works 12-14 hours a day and expect a meal on the table, clean house clean underwear, well balanced child and sex and he gives me a grunt and a forced smile for coversation, while in the meantime I'm suppose to be content with that, well I must say I beg to differ, my definition of being a Full Time Mummy is totally not the same as my husbands. Despite the challenges that my parents have had throughout their 40 year marriage not once has my dad had the same expectations of what my husband has for me, the respect that my people have for a mother and wife is so far superior than here and that lack of respect disturbs me for my son and for my future mokopuna (grandchildren) that's why I will stand and make a difference and it starts from me and I will teach my son how a woman should be treated and respected and when it is time for me to leave this world and cross over I'll know that my son will have the foundation of truth, unconditional love & respect embedded in his heart & soul and that our legacy will live on for ever and ever amen. My Foremothers were wise and very strong and their wisdom, knowledge and spirit runs through my veins and I to will stand. My blessing today for those reading this is, remember who you are and don't ever lose that, you are special what ever package you are in and no one can take that from you, listen to your intuition its your best alli.

Love & Light
Racheal
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