Slam! I woke up, recognizing
the scratchy sound of our sliding kitchen glass door. Damn! I thought. It’s Kyle sneaking in. I
glanced at the clock: it was 2am. Since his struggle with drugs, and a
breakdown, we had set a curfew for our 22-year-old son, and it wasn’t 2am. I
hopped out of bed and scampered down the wooden staircase. But the dark figure highlighted by the
half-moon wasn’t Kyle. To my surprise, it was our 17-year-old daughter,
Nicole.
“What are you doing outside
at this hour?” I whispered intensely, my heart pounding.
“I couldn’t go to sleep, so I
took a walk in the park,” she answered quietly. But her face was incongruous
with that peaceful statement. Her eyes were enormous. She was scared. In
a ping of a second, I wondered what she had to be afraid of. But that’s not all
I sensed. She had been with a male. I could feel it. I stared at her, my tongue
bolted to my bottom jaw. I didn’t know what to say and was sure if I said it, our voices would rise, waking up Alan and Kyle, so I decided to talk to her
about it the following day.
I noticed a grayish
rectangular plastic piece on the floor.
I picked it up and realized it was a sensor for the house alarm that
that fallen from the sliding glass door. It must have popped off when Nicole
had slammed the door. I reached down and
picked it up. “Don’t ever do that again. It could be dangerous. If you fell,
there would be no one out there to help you.”
A streak of stubbornness snuck into her voice,
a tone that I rarely heard. “No one is going to hurt me.” Her whole body straightened like an oak
plank.
“Nicole, there are mountain
lions that live in our hills,” my voice rose, but then I lowered it back to a
whisper. “They could attack you.”
She shot back, “I’ve never
heard of an attack up here.”
Well, I couldn’t argue about that one; she was
right. “Well, you could trip and fall.
Every week there’s a helicopter lifting someone to a hospital. No more night hikes.” I softened my voice; the button stuck on
fear. “Promise?”
A stiff nod followed, one that I wasn’t quite sure I believed.
“Let’s get to bed. We have
school tomorrow.”
Because my body was still stuck
in trauma mode due to Kyle’s idrinkinssues, her older brother, the promise to talk to Nicole the next day
evaporated like a muddy pool of water. Too much chaos in my brain. I should
have written down a reminder to talk to her.
I was surprised that I wasn’t angry with
Nicole for sneaking out, just scared that something horrible would happen while
she was in the state park at night. Girls have been sneaking out for centuries.
Yes, even I did it. I
was upset with myself about missing the opportunity to have a discussion with
her, which would have possibly opened doors that had been closed in our
relationship for about two years. This opportunity for discussion might have
even brought us into much-needed family therapy. But most of all, if I would have been
grounded, I would have been able to listen and follow through with all the
little hints I saw or felt or was told by that magic little voice inside my
head that something was very wrong.
To receive information, we need to be relaxed and be open. When you notice you can’t concentrate, or you
are overreacting to life or worried all the time, your body is clogged up. Also,
if you are drinking too much or using drugs, sometimes this will also block your
intuition.
Tools to help you listen to that tiny voice, feeling or
vision:
1. I know this will sound a bit bizarre, but apologize to your body for not listening to the messages that it has been trying to send to you and promise you will be working on being a better listener. No need to feel guilty, as this is a negative emotion that also sets up blocks.
2. Breathe through your nose some nice slow deep breaths. Focus on your heart while doing this or a spot in the room – ( GREAT TO TEACH KIDS BEFORE THEY’RE ABOUT TO FREAK OUT.)
3. Walk outside. Focus on a tree, or a flower, or the sky and breathe deeply. Pick up a rock and look at the colors, feel its texture. Breathe in through your nose and out through your mouth. Do this a few times till you feel grounded.
4. If you want long-term effects on mental and emotional health, incorporate meditation into your life,
look at Blog # 7 - "How to Meditate."
No comments:
Post a Comment
Hello, thank you for leaving a comment.