Season of letting go

Recently, things in my household changed, quite suddenly, and of course the super moon was blamed, and we were told to "surrender" in the only way Totnesians can advise.

We obviously didn't surrender, as the conflict lasted a good 7 days. However as I pared back my experiences of this storm and tried to find the roots of the mess, I found there were several roots entwined, and it was all rather complicated.
Now, does this sound familiar to you?

I cant say I'm hugely comfortable with confrontation, but this was a moment that forced me to make some decisions and even though I was convinced I was right, given certain information, it turns out- I wasn't, I did not have the full picture. It was a strange feeling.

Don't worry this isn't a convoluted confession. I'm just pointing out how when drama creeps insidiously into a situation, it clouds reality and perception unless you are a RADA graduate or a Philosophical Stoic follower, you might not spot this.
The only times I felt like myself in that 7 days, was in Yoga. This is a realm where it isn't even a case of trusting myself, it was just a stream of well tested goodness showering me with positivity and strength.
Oddly (perhaps?) the elements I have been preparing for my lessons since the beginning of September have had a kind of parallel existence since then, and I have been tested, I think, to see if I really can walk my talk...

So has the leaf left the tree yet? There was a moment when I realised that I had been had by "drama", and just like the elemental Fae, had had a bit of a laugh messing up my life for a while. Honestly, having 2 of my bank cards pilfered was the least of my troubles.( that just served to reinforce using cash.)
And, inevitably the crash came as the veil tumbled down and leaves certainly were no longer attached to the branch, and life began a new phase; the clean-up.

Incidentally, this all started with washing up.
Honestly, Washing dishes, is not just washing dishes, it is highly political, and leads to much change and confrontation.
My dad taught me this recently:
"Judge people by what they do not by what they say."
Which I have written on our kitchen whiteboard, for myself more than others. This is a reminder to follow through, walk the talk, and yes, in a way "surrender", let go of what is not necessary, useful or in accordance with your experience.

So now it's a case of returning to normality; read the novel, go for a walk out in the trees, a touch of cooking perhaps, regular ablutions, feeding, and taking care of the body so it has nothing to complain about.

Sometimes thinking is perhaps just over thinking. Simplicity can be very relaxing. I recommend it.