As Hurricane Dorian blows in, even to my inland sanctuary, I reflect upon the Norns, Urdr’s Well, and the association of the emotions with the element of water. The Norns are the Weavers, and the threads they weave can be emotional ties to persons, places, and things.
This summer has been a process for me of letting go of my child to his chosen career in the military and asking the questions of what will I devote my time to in his absence. Emotions, like water, have their ice, their water flow, and their time of rising like water vapor into the Winds.
I carry a lot of good memories. My son and I spent much of his childhood hiking and exploring the wonders of Nature. Nature sustains me now as my emotions roil and turmoil like the incoming storm. Among the best times, I was the “Funnest Mommy ever!” You know you did a good job as a parent when your child honors himself enough to know what he wants to devote his life too. And you know unresolved arenas of your own psyche are at play when old patterns of guilt arise for self-examination. So far most of these stem back to areas where I could not please my own exacting parents, and I am doing a lot of internal forgiveness. As I do this, I gain clarity of purpose, and good memories surface in the wake of old thought patterns that no longer repeat.
I don’t quite know how these thoughts will manifest as prayer today, except maybe: Dear Creator, thank you for guiding me safely through the storms of life, internal and external. For those going through their own process I ask you to walk with them too, to help them find their anchor in the storm. Amen.