I don't know abut you, but I still go into 'How dare you!" mode. Vainly I remind him he loved me THIS MUCH and he doesn't need this new love. Because his afterlife always includes another female playmate. His afterlife is going swimmingly well.
Next time, will I say to my dream boy "Fine. You've released me. I've released you, too. Be well!"?
Because my life calendar right now divides into b.E., d.E., a.E. Before Ev, During Ev, After Ev. And my a.E. needs a d.something wonderfully divine, too. Now! Or, maybe a whole new system of division?
This morning I am pondering what it might take to reapportion my calendar. Here are a couple thoughts spread out on my desk.
1) Get real.
Take a page from my Friendship Coach's book. "Flo", she told me, "you haven't released your mother.". In other words, stopped making her God. Stopped believing that how she treated me actually reflected my true worth and identity. She's about fully released, and I feel super!
2) Now apply this to Ev. Yeah, I'm making him God. It makes perfect sense to hang onto his adoring reflection of my worth. Course it's an edited reflection, but pretty lightly so.
3) Now pick a reflection that's actually accurate in real time. Like, you mean, God's? How can I be sure I'm not projecting?
I'll ponder this, while I'm out eating breakfast.
to you ! !