My parents passed away in the last handful of years. Our family gatherings were always a delicate tightrope act of balancing. My mother would hold court while my sister and I competed for her favor. My father would lean back and avoid all confrontation. My sister’s husband would issue barbed humor. My brother would quietly watch. My husband would do his best to engage others unaware that he was never admitted into the “inner circle.” Today, we no longer gather. My feelings are simultaneously sadness and relief. My truth telling through the years got me ostracized. Thus I would oscillate between speaking my truth, playing my part, and avoiding them altogether. In the end, I was a dutiful daughter and cared for my parents. Today, I care for my developmentally delayed brother while my sister pretends I don’t exist. Family can certainly be a mixed bag... It will be interesting to see what lies ahead as the planets find their new alignment. For me, acceptance of what is is essential to my overall wellbeing. I did my best. Now that chapter is closed.
This one feels like a cosmic cleansing disguised as a holiday survival guide. You captured how “nice” became the enemy of “real.” The line about false love being flammable is perfect. Feels like the kind of truth that doesn’t just clear the table, it sets it free.
This message seared me. I needed to hear this perspective, as I’ve been grappling with it. I gently told truth to a cousin who needed to hear it for her survival, but she didn’t take it well. Since then, we both have lost a cherished connection. Every so often, I have hurt over it, never regretting my thoroughly thought out confrontation with her. The truth has been very painful for me., but something I’ve long been convinced has been needed.
Truth is fire, and sometimes it burns, but it never burns what is real, only illusion. I know this feeling - when you’re left with all the memory of the beautiful connection, before it lost the ability to hold truth. This is one of the hardest parts of being human, learning to release. I’m glad this landed for you. Thank-you for reading. xx
Another excellent piece, Wiz. The meaning of forgiveness is stellar. Last Christmas we broke tradition and chose peace rather than sit with who no longer resonates with us. How freeing. And we will repeat again this year. Thank you for putting words to truth.
Spectacular Wiz! So many words to highlight. I will pick these: “Forgiveness says: I release you to be as you are. I release me to be as I am. I release the need for things to be different.
In that way, forgiveness becomes a radical acceptance of what is. It’s not about changing, controlling, or fixing - it’s about allowing. It’s the sacred art of letting go, and letting it be.
Release is not rejection - it’s alignment with reality. It’s saying: I accept what is, and I no longer bend my spirit around it.”
For some people, this is the best news ever as family has been their biggest prison.
Your timing, as usual, is so perfect. It's medicine for the soul. For me, spirit lit up what was hiding in the dark and exposed the unimaginable. Over and over. The decisions of what to do now are weighing heavy. Not just for me, but the effect on my grandson. Seeing forgiveness as release turned the lights in in the room. Thank you Wiz.
So much to unpack and yet so simple. As always you are masterful with your words landing on an epic day. The Aurora colors are posted everywhere from last night that you have predicted we would experience "something amazing" coming from our solar activity. Today much is being revealed. Ty 😊
My parents passed away in the last handful of years. Our family gatherings were always a delicate tightrope act of balancing. My mother would hold court while my sister and I competed for her favor. My father would lean back and avoid all confrontation. My sister’s husband would issue barbed humor. My brother would quietly watch. My husband would do his best to engage others unaware that he was never admitted into the “inner circle.” Today, we no longer gather. My feelings are simultaneously sadness and relief. My truth telling through the years got me ostracized. Thus I would oscillate between speaking my truth, playing my part, and avoiding them altogether. In the end, I was a dutiful daughter and cared for my parents. Today, I care for my developmentally delayed brother while my sister pretends I don’t exist. Family can certainly be a mixed bag... It will be interesting to see what lies ahead as the planets find their new alignment. For me, acceptance of what is is essential to my overall wellbeing. I did my best. Now that chapter is closed.
This one feels like a cosmic cleansing disguised as a holiday survival guide. You captured how “nice” became the enemy of “real.” The line about false love being flammable is perfect. Feels like the kind of truth that doesn’t just clear the table, it sets it free.
This message seared me. I needed to hear this perspective, as I’ve been grappling with it. I gently told truth to a cousin who needed to hear it for her survival, but she didn’t take it well. Since then, we both have lost a cherished connection. Every so often, I have hurt over it, never regretting my thoroughly thought out confrontation with her. The truth has been very painful for me., but something I’ve long been convinced has been needed.
Truth is fire, and sometimes it burns, but it never burns what is real, only illusion. I know this feeling - when you’re left with all the memory of the beautiful connection, before it lost the ability to hold truth. This is one of the hardest parts of being human, learning to release. I’m glad this landed for you. Thank-you for reading. xx
This is worth re-reading several times. Thank you for the wisdom you share in these words.
My pleasure - thank YOU for reading. xx
Another excellent piece, Wiz. The meaning of forgiveness is stellar. Last Christmas we broke tradition and chose peace rather than sit with who no longer resonates with us. How freeing. And we will repeat again this year. Thank you for putting words to truth.
Yes, it is very freeing to choose resonance always. I’m pleased you have discovered this path to peace. Thanks for reading xx
Spectacular Wiz! So many words to highlight. I will pick these: “Forgiveness says: I release you to be as you are. I release me to be as I am. I release the need for things to be different.
In that way, forgiveness becomes a radical acceptance of what is. It’s not about changing, controlling, or fixing - it’s about allowing. It’s the sacred art of letting go, and letting it be.
Release is not rejection - it’s alignment with reality. It’s saying: I accept what is, and I no longer bend my spirit around it.”
For some people, this is the best news ever as family has been their biggest prison.
Thank you so much Wiz! 🙏
This is so powerful and what I needed to hear. Thank you.
Your timing, as usual, is so perfect. It's medicine for the soul. For me, spirit lit up what was hiding in the dark and exposed the unimaginable. Over and over. The decisions of what to do now are weighing heavy. Not just for me, but the effect on my grandson. Seeing forgiveness as release turned the lights in in the room. Thank you Wiz.
I’ve been thinking of you and your family. You were in my heart when I wrote this as I suspected it might be meaningful to you. Thinking of you all xx
So much to unpack and yet so simple. As always you are masterful with your words landing on an epic day. The Aurora colors are posted everywhere from last night that you have predicted we would experience "something amazing" coming from our solar activity. Today much is being revealed. Ty 😊
Sublime. Thank you.
Thank you.