The Family of Trust
Oct. 13th, 2014 08:41 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
bloodsong1In case I haven't made it clear in the past, I don't get along all that well with my immediate family. My dad's cool, my brother turned out okay (much to my surprise) and my mother still prefers sons and grandsons to daughters and granddaughters. *shrug*
As with my own family, Wolf's family gets along with me okay. Mama A is a wonderful grandmother, Loooo is a great sister and Handy BIL is very handy. My issues with Bronco and Drya are my issues and I'm working to resolve them. It's slow going. I may not be Bene Gesserit, but I do not forget wrongs done to me and mine. And by "Mine", I mean Wolf, In-destructo-kiddo (IDK for those who have been confused all these years) and Cuteness.
Seven years ago, I stood in an Imbolc Circle and wept as I declared that families by blood and marriage cannot hold a candle to families of trust. They can be one and the same, but for me they are NOT. My Family of Trust is small and carefully chosen. They started as Wolf's friends and since his passing, have taken me in and cared for me, directly and long distance, in ways my blood and marriage families cannot. Those families are round pegs and square pegs. *I* am a star shaped amoeba. I do not fit in the round holes and square holes the legal & genetic families do.
My Family of Trust embrace ME. Me with my phobias and my faith and my sensitivities and my quirks and my faults and my scars and my wounds. They, like me, are star shaped amoebas. They interlock with each other and be damned to the world. We are the Star Tribe!
This past weekend, while the kiddos enjoyed the Annual Gathering, I was being loved and trusted and fed and encouraged and complimented and fed and given very good advice and fed. True Kitchen Witches do NOT mess around! I brought down contributions of honey, wine and tea. I brought the tea home. Which reminds me, Chezzie! I forgot the cloak! Please mail it at your convenience and I will pay for postage.
I stayed under budget and brought back a statuette of Guanyin, a purple flower headband (we were in Woodstock, I had to) and a gravity tea press that I had been searching for off and on for almost 7 years. I bought the kiddos candy and uncracked geodes. We will smash them open tomorrow. The kiddos brought home a jade pendant from Cousin Ter, a gorgeous chalice and a lavender pillow for me. They got a Nerf gun (IDK) and Hello Kitty bath products (Cuteness).
Everyone had a good weekend and got what they needed. My current impression is there are more peacocks I have to deal with, but in good time.
My heart chakra feels full to bursting. The time with my Star Tribe was exactly what I needed. If Zahde didn't need her recovery time, I would have kept her, as she, RBDarkly and Nightfall are also Star Tribe.
Now I want to make T-shirts.
As with my own family, Wolf's family gets along with me okay. Mama A is a wonderful grandmother, Loooo is a great sister and Handy BIL is very handy. My issues with Bronco and Drya are my issues and I'm working to resolve them. It's slow going. I may not be Bene Gesserit, but I do not forget wrongs done to me and mine. And by "Mine", I mean Wolf, In-destructo-kiddo (IDK for those who have been confused all these years) and Cuteness.
Seven years ago, I stood in an Imbolc Circle and wept as I declared that families by blood and marriage cannot hold a candle to families of trust. They can be one and the same, but for me they are NOT. My Family of Trust is small and carefully chosen. They started as Wolf's friends and since his passing, have taken me in and cared for me, directly and long distance, in ways my blood and marriage families cannot. Those families are round pegs and square pegs. *I* am a star shaped amoeba. I do not fit in the round holes and square holes the legal & genetic families do.
My Family of Trust embrace ME. Me with my phobias and my faith and my sensitivities and my quirks and my faults and my scars and my wounds. They, like me, are star shaped amoebas. They interlock with each other and be damned to the world. We are the Star Tribe!
This past weekend, while the kiddos enjoyed the Annual Gathering, I was being loved and trusted and fed and encouraged and complimented and fed and given very good advice and fed. True Kitchen Witches do NOT mess around! I brought down contributions of honey, wine and tea. I brought the tea home. Which reminds me, Chezzie! I forgot the cloak! Please mail it at your convenience and I will pay for postage.
I stayed under budget and brought back a statuette of Guanyin, a purple flower headband (we were in Woodstock, I had to) and a gravity tea press that I had been searching for off and on for almost 7 years. I bought the kiddos candy and uncracked geodes. We will smash them open tomorrow. The kiddos brought home a jade pendant from Cousin Ter, a gorgeous chalice and a lavender pillow for me. They got a Nerf gun (IDK) and Hello Kitty bath products (Cuteness).
Everyone had a good weekend and got what they needed. My current impression is there are more peacocks I have to deal with, but in good time.
My heart chakra feels full to bursting. The time with my Star Tribe was exactly what I needed. If Zahde didn't need her recovery time, I would have kept her, as she, RBDarkly and Nightfall are also Star Tribe.
Now I want to make T-shirts.
