Author: wendyblanchard044

“An evolved soul who possesses self awareness and spiritual connection understands the sounds of silence, and that proving a point, or feeling the need to be “right,” diminishes one’s power.”

Love, Wendy

Today I reflect upon the past 8 years of my recovery from Substance Use Disorder, and begin this morning with deep gratitude and appreciation for this day as I begin my 9th year of recovery.

My life is forever changed. My life is about wellness. My life is about sharing all that I have learned so that you may find your own journey in mine, and know that recovery is earned through discipline and hunger for wellness, and perhaps even finding that you and I cross paths.

“There before the grace of God go I.”

Today, April 3, 2021, I am grateful for being able to say that the trajectory of my life is always pointed towards wellness through spiritual solutions and self care, and serving others. I am well.

My children and granddaughters will now find meaning in my legacy…they will have a healthy model of “Self” to emulate, and they will deeply connect to themselves and understand that any and all of the choices that they make offers them the opportunity and freedom to live their healthiest life…body, mind and spirit.

My life was saved on April 3, 2013…for me, for my children, and to serve others living with Substance Use Disorder as I am guided by the Universe.

Each morning I pray, “Dear Spirit, today please show me where to go, who to see, what to say and to whom to help another person.”

Let another blessed day of life begin.”

With love, blessings and gratitude.

Sat Nam,

Wendy

“Once Spirit has introduced us to the one whose soul is enmeshed with ours, we understand the words soulmate, Twinflame, eternal and home. We may even take a different path and lose our way along our journey, but home is never far away.

Follow your soul. Listen to your heart. Feel it in your body. Communicate through Spirit.

Close your eyes.

You are home.”

Love, Wendy

When he claims to “love” deeply, and then in a triggered moment leaves without communication for months, and subsequently spews venom of one’s past where disease consumed her brain, her body and her spirit, “love” takes on the definition of ANGER.

Anger comes to the surface and explodes like a volcano when sadness is suppressed, yet overflowing, and longing for connection to one’s beloved is no longer certain.

It takes great maturity and insight of one’s own patterns to intentionally create new patterns that serve one’s healthiest life, and to provide wellness for himself and for that of his beloved, including admitting to one’s self that there has been deep sadness, disappointment and loss that have been at the crux of one’s ongoing patterns for decades.

Real love of oneself and of his beloved are not easily angered, and when one is self aware and has the skills to self regulate in building loving relationships, love is everlasting.

Love, Wendy

“A deceptive tongue speaks the truth.”

Love, Wendy

“Sit with those who are committed to personal growth, spiritual solutions, and who are open to new perspectives. These conversations are enlightening.”

Love, Wendy

When others “advice“ is to “let it go,” or “let him/her go,” they are suggesting that we turn off, or suppress our feelings and emotions. That in the blink of an eye, we should move on, smile, be happy, “get over it.” This is unhealthy and unnatural. We must always acknowledge and validate our feelings and emotions. We must allow ourselves the time and space for our emotions to sit with us, to feel it all, to connect within, and when we are ready, to make a decision.

Releasing one from our heart and our soul is a painful process. And, many times, in time, we are blessed when we are able to find a solution in working out relationships. “As long as I have life, there is always hope.”

I prefer to let it play out organically. I prefer a friend to offer support when I am in transition or in pain over the loss of a loved one, a relationship, or a situation. I prefer to allow the Universe to guide me as to what is the best choice for me and that which will enhance my life. I trust Spirit’s loving guidance.

I used to think that “let it go,” was healthy advice. In my opinion, it’s another way of telling someone else to “forget what you’re feeling, don’t pay attention to your heart…your soul.” “This too shall pass??!!” No.

I have come to realize that we never can truly “let it go.” I feel that this has become a “buzz phrase” to say to someone else when we are uncomfortable in the presence of one who is mourning the loss of a relationship, a loved one through death, or a meaningful situation. One who becomes uncomfortable at our vulnerability has most likely “let it go” themselves sometime in their past, and our vulnerability is a trigger for their own suppressed feelings.

Rather than say, “let it go,“ why not offer a safe space where one in pain or in transition can share their feelings without judgement. Not to fix or solve, not to give false hope, but to listen with empathy. And to give reassurance that no matter what our decision is, we will always be loved, respected, and supported by those dearest to us, unconditionally.”

Love, Wendy

“Lying is loud, defensive, and long winded.

Truth is calm, succinct and peaceful.”

Sat Nam…

Love and blessings,

Wendy

One year ago today, my mother passed away. As I am writing this in real time, the song, “I’m Your Angel” begins on Pandora…a sign, I believe, from my mother that she is here in spirit, in real time…

It still feels surreal. It’s been a year of revelations, of acknowledgements, and of pain. It’s been a year of self exploration and discovery after such a profound loss of a complicated and deeply unwell woman whom I have learned, through my own inner work, to feel deep empathy and great compassion for. Last night, at my mother’s Yahrzeit ceremony, I was asked to reflect on all that I have learned about myself and my mother this past year. And it was the deep empathy and great compassion that I talked about. My mother lived her own life in so much pain, and I completely empathize with her own personal hell that she lived in. I have learned forgiveness. I have learned that no matter our “title,” mom, dad, King, or Queen, we all endure pain, and trauma. And, we are all imperfect. We do our very best with the tools that we have acquired.

I feel my mother’s presence around me often. I see and hear signs as I have this morning through music. I miss hearing her voice saying, “Hello my dear child.” She tried so hard with me in her later years.

As in the ceremony prayer last night stated…Every life is a blessing. My mother gave me life, as my grandmother gave to her…and so on.

We are blessed.”

Love and blessings,

Wendy