‘The Heart of the City’. . . .done in memory of my dearest Mum
Boy. . .haven’t even begun to type. . .but approaching this chapter has brought up many body symptoms. . ..my belly is tight, anxiety present, so too my chest. . .now my throat is restricting. Need to breathe deeply. . .slowly. . .one by one. . .you are safe marilyn. . .you are here and now. . .no one can hurt you. . . .anymore. Tears are beginning to well behind my eyes, my chest so sore, my throat so raw. . . .the Body, a magnificence beyond duplication. . . .everything exist there. . .I just need the right password. . .to enter her world of past, present and future.
So gently I’ll go. . .step by step. . .what feels safe. . .what feels protected. A lot is happening. Who would have thought, just by beginning to write. . . it all comes alive. . . . the body communicating its memories.
Such a need for gentleness with myself. . .a life full of memories stored in my cells. . .yes, I’ve been getting help to release these gently. . . .but only I can experience my Body. . .she is the Goddess of the Sacred Chamber of my ‘gatherings’.
Yes I’ve been a Gatherer. . . collected much on my journey. . .stored it all away. . .away from my awareness. . .poked down, hidden away. . .now I don’t see it. . . .ah no, no, no. . . .it’s all still alive there. Gentleness, gentleness, kindness and caring. . .all these needed to approach this chamber. And as I begin to love and care, show unlimited kindness to myself. . .then surprise, surprise. . .it all floods in from others.
So gently, gently I’ll begin this second chapter. . . .my dear Mum’s high-powered vision caught something quickly. The saddest thing about my dearest Mother, is she never really understood all her magickal powers. . . they could have helped her. . .to transform the victim. And maybe that’s why ‘they’ won’t allow me to do the same. . .mind you it’s taken some time. . .I’m now 63. . . better late than never, I always say. . .with a Capricorn Moon I’m a bit of a late bloomer.
I did all the classes in ‘Practical’ in my early years. . .must have asked to ‘experience everything for myself’. . . .ask and it will be given. . .yes it works that way. . . .did I say I’m ALL 7’s (numerologically). . .yes ALL 7’s. . .well say no more!
So I’ve already written a lot and I haven’t begun, but it needs to be real, here and now. . .so I accept all that needs to be expressed.
Mum picked me up and off we went. . .Camperdown Children’s Hospital, yes I remember it. ( The tightness in my chest is increasing as I write. . .slowly, slowly, just do what feels good.)
Usually when I’ve recalled this story. . .I found it quite humorous. . .my dear Mother and the Doctors locking heads in a battle. But it needs to be told here, with respect to my Body.
In fact I may need to leave it here. . .till later. . . .my Body really doesn’t want to go there just yet. . .
So Camperdown Children’s Hospital will need to wait until tomorrow
healing, love, magick and unlimited blessings
oodles of love
3 thoughts on “Off to Camperdown Children’s Hospital”
I just have been trying to find some historical records of Camperdown Children’s Hospital as I was there a number of times in the late 60’s and as ‘chance’ would have it, I was in the building recently to see someone and started having a panic attack. I managed to ask someone what was this building years back and she said it was Camperdown Childrens Hospital. I couldn’t believe it. So I have been on the net trying to find historical records since but without much joy.
Hi Phil… apologies for delayed response 💚 Oh yes… memories of trauma bury deep. But good to know they’re there… and gently love and nurture that deeply wounded space in our body; allowing it space to be present ~ trembling and afraid.
What were you in hospital for?
I still don’t like going to hospitals or doctors.
Wishing you healing and thanks for saying hi…. marilyn 💚🙏💚
Hi Phil😃 been a while… are you still around? Hope you’re well. Did you manage to find any historical records? I’m keen to share any information… as although it was many years ago now… it still continues in our bodies. Best Wishes… Marilyn🌺🐸🌺