A Truculent Maiden
Believe it or not I actually was a sunny natured, blonde freckled smiling cutie.... ok a very long time ago before I went through a myriad of hair colour changes -mousy brown, gingery, mid brown and finally darker brown before the grey made an entrance and I discovered the wonderful shades
To me the maiden conjured up images of boundless energy and curiosity, summer days, scuffed knees, innocence and childish confidence in all things good - albeit clad in dodgy seventies colours and styles, numerous shocking hair cuts and many goofy gappy smiles.
So this is what I envisaged when calling in Maiden Energy, really, honestly you'd think by now it really should be no surprise to me that very rarely do you get what you think you need - but what the Great Mother knows you need as a lesson, a comfort or just because.
Instead of the fabulous childlike energy that had me jumping around in puddles and spinning around in fields before, I awoke last week and felt that I was somehow magically transformed onto the pages or film set of Freaky Friday ...moody, hormonal, grumpy and spotty - yes I'd woken up a teenager full of shouty, door slamming, angry, argumentative
|Aged 14 - Me and Dad|
Apparently I loved a stroppy stomp up the stairs, slammed more than my fair share of doors, including slamming one glass one shut so hard with my backside that I shattered it and had many a melt down about my hair. Of course I've changed since then - mainly because I no longer have the energy to stomp up and down the stairs, I have to pay for my own doors now and as for my hair well maybe that still stresses me out more than it should - I'd rather have that looking right than worry about make up! I always worked hard at school and still like to give work or any project
|'Happy' In Spain - Aged 16|
|Thoughtful vs Moody - Aged 19|
So what has my truculent maiden taught me this week? That it is ok to challenge everything and dig your heels in, to drop out for a bit to catch up with yourself and to sit with the emotions or energy that are whirling round you for a time, you can't always be on top of it all - a week off every now and then is just fine. As for dropping off your path, well that's ok too, a humble shuffle back amid some earnest and honest soul searching may not be such a bad thing.
Only thing I'm quite so sure about is letting your Mum choose your photos for your blog.....
Have A Blessed Week x x