I thought it was him but it was me….

March 1, 2010

Dear yummy like an eggnog latte friend,

I thought it was him but it was me…

OK. I’m dating this new man. I was feeling

very crunchy, pissed off by his lack of

being impeccably present, grounded

or thinking positively. Grrrrr….

I was going through my normal reasoning

of why this one won’t work either. I was

NOT doing my feminine practices, not

feeling my feelings, not telling the truth

with kindness and honesty… I was pushing

him away and being a bitch, CONVINCED it

was him.

Then, bless him, he suggested we go for a

vigorous hike to get the juices flowing,

energy moving. I could feel the anger in me

welling up, all prickly from the inside out,

wanting to SCREAM!

We got back to my place and began to talk.

I could feel under the anger was a huge

welling up of tears and I took a breath

and decided to show him my fears. I told

him to please only say ‘Thank you’ to

everything I said, just hear me please.

Then I sobbed and sobbed about how scared

I was to let a man support me, hold me,

care for me, protect me, be there for me,

let me rest and finally truly completely

exhale. I shared that I was so terrified

to open and risk being let down, risk being

taken advantage of, risk being used or

abandoned.

All this sorrow from my childhood came up

and I could see that all my exhaustion has

come from keeping it together and doing

it all myself. This wasn’t just with men,

this was with God. I was even afraid that

God would ultimately forget about me.

What was beautiful was that he just GOT me.

He followed my request to just say thank you.

When I was ready I let him hold me. It was

not him. It was me. The sweet little scared

girl inside me was trying to protect me from

getting hurt. By honoring her fears, feeling

those fears, sharing those fears, the little

girl felt heard and validated and now the big

Allana could see clearly from a place of deep

wisdom and gentle strength.

Then I made us an egg breakfast bagel for dinner,

we went to Charu’s Puja (a first for him. He was

nervous then told me it was the most beautiful

couple’s practice he’d ever done) and now he’s

taking me to Willie Nelson tomorrow. (I know,

don’t tell anyone. I love country).

Thank you for listening to my journey. I want

you to know that while I’m a kick ass coach,

I am humbled by my humanity and hope my

experiences can expand you and kiss the

place inside where you are scared.

From my heart to yours,

Be Sexy. Be Whole. Be YOU.

Deliciously yours, Allana