Wednesday, July 10, 2024

The Room

By Pamela Zmija ~ Healing Artist & Intuitive on July 10, 2024

Its interesting how and what shifts when we are hit with life.

We bought our home with the full intention of embracing what is and making it completely our own. When our renos began in the basement, the main floor became the landing pad for the unknown and more specifically the room being my office.

Then the brand new basement flooded, it was like a gut punch to the space, time and money previously invested.

A couple years later, a building permit was granted a year in advance, albeit a true blessing in disguise, the room, was still a collect all, the dumping ground for the unknown items of the house.

Then the 2020's began and we all know how that went. Fun times... not. Towards the end of that first year, our family was hit hard and thus the room, continued to be that dumping ground. A complete disorganized mess. Where many days I could be found, hiding from life with a badly tear stained face, not wanting to show my family I was quietly crumbling and breaking in half.

I remember taking it back, I remember the pride, I remember sitting in the room and feeling peace, such peace that I hadn't felt in a long time. This was almost 2 years in...

Then, the universe turned our world upside down again... as one crisis ended, another literally began.

Slowly but surely, this room was taken over again with this time... everything medical. Between October 2020 and July 2023 we had 5 significant surgeries that... this wife/mama was "trained" to do wound care for. This room, and our massage/reiki table became a medical treatment table with boxes of various medical supplies.

My zen den hasn't been mine in years... other than a very brief period.

As we have now integrated a puppy into our family, lol much different than life with a senior dog who, bless his soul, supported ALL of us through 2020-2023, well honestly actually until he passed mid May of this year, he put his people first, with our new pup he loves discovering new things. Hes reminded me of what we have stored in this room from the 4, yes FOUR years of wound care. Hes reminded me that I need to take back this space. I need my healing room, my zen den. My space that's been avoided, again.

I am grateful I COULD be there for my loved ones who needed me over those 4 years and truthfully continue to.
I am grateful we have the space in our home for doing this and a space that I could close the door when things felt super heavy.
I am grateful I faced my fears and stepped into my power to be there for them to do the daily wound care and health care support that our medical system is failing.
I am grateful my loved ones trusted me to do the wound care.
I am grateful my loved ones allowed me to integrate holistic care of Reiki and essential oils within our treatment.
I am grateful I am not afraid to cry or express my emotions in front of my husband or kids.
I am grateful I surrendered and allowed myself to be vulnerable, even during those times I felt completely alone.
I am grateful we leaned on trust and allow ourselves to be divinely held.
I am grateful for the guidance I receive.
I am grateful I now fully trust my intuition and allow it to guide me completely.

Sometimes, its ok to take a step into the darkness, trusting you will be guided as needed. Its ok to take the time to gather the strength, knowing you will be hit with some pretty heavy and big emotions.

Its OK...