So Prince Charming turned out to be a less than charming in the end.
As I move through the varying levels of grief that inevitably accompany a rite of passage; or in this case, the end of a significant relationship, I am forcing myself to address much that I would prefer to bury or ignore.
Before I met my best-friend-then-husband-turned-betrayer, by and large I felt that for the most part I was one of the walking “invisibles” of this world. Inconsequential. Insignificant. Unseen.
That perception dissipated as I allowed myself to trust and be free in a relationship with someone I loved. When that relationship ended in a painful and unexpected way, my sense of trust was stretched and broken. We’ve all been there, right? Well maybe. But collective wrongs don’t make a right. Right? Just sayin’.
And now, here I am again, at first blush, seemingly back where I started. Feeling invisible. Noticing that few will even make eye contact. Conversations out in the world for the most part feel stilted and limited. Sanitized of meaning and connection. I also recognize that this perception is coloured by my current state of confusion and uncertainty of the new ground I find myself standing on.
So now is the time of reckoning. I am ditching the invisibility cloak. Kicking judgment to the curb.
Life: to you, I say: surprise me! (or show me how to surprise myself.) Reveal the unseen, including me. As the healing continues; please (please!) help me grow courage to understand and accept the lessons offered here. Show me how to accept what is; so that my eyes and heart will be open to see the infinite possibilities that lie ahead.
I’m ready. Lead the way.