Clearing ancestral trauma

Happy Eclipse everyone!

I hopped on here to do a quick shoutout to the people who have found themselves in the very privileged and highly-esteemed position of. .. drum roll. ..being the pattern breaker of their family system 😂🤦‍♀️

These people often occupy the role of the family scapegoat as well, which is a particularly thankless job- but hey, someone’s got to do it!

. ..or do they? 🤔

While I understand the value of clearing what has been termed “ancestral” or “generational” trauma, I think if we’re not careful, it can become just another martyr/victim program.

For one, it’s never-ending. Like, how far back are we going here!? For two, it can actually become a barrier to living our actual life.

In 2021, after doing what felt like more than my fair share of the clearing work for my family of origin, I came to the conclusion that

“the dead people had their chance.”

😮

Call me irreverent and ungrateful if you will (you may be onto something there), but fortunately, I healed the need to care a long time ago.

Ironically, this is something all of the women in my lineage are probably very proud of 🥰💋

Sidenote (for those of you that still aren’t sure if you have a right to be here or to have a good life):

No healed and healthy ancestor would ever want you to live any part of your life for them. ..and as far as the unhealed and dysfunctional ones go. ..they may have forfeited their turn and don’t get a say.

-me

🙄🤷‍♀️

More to come on this! I welcome feedback in the comments section 💖✨️

Photo: Panama City Beach, FL October 2023

For what’s its worth, this exact beach holds a lot of meaning for me personally, as we used to drive 6 hours straight down from Middle TN every summer for vacation before it got too wild 🙃

In fact, there’s a very high likelihood we stayed in one of the high-rise hotels in the distance.

While that was perfect and beautiful, I did not invite them this time. It’s my turn.

Hey, I practice what I preach people 😉🙏