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So by Friday the 5th I have everything ready to launch CCC Re-Parenting your Inner Child Soul Mastermind Group. I am preparing as you know, to have the first Q & A on the 11th. I have a coaching session with my marvelous coach Robin Hoffmann and she helps me sequence the steps to implement and emails me a list of tasks. My head is spinning and feel so grateful for her. I could never do it alone.
Including the old known battle with empty Auto-responders, which is driving everybody crazy. People kept telling me about the empty messages and I didn’t have a clue where that came from. Tried emails and host, without any results. (This is in response to the ones of you that pointed out about the empty messages 
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By Friday night, I realize where the problem with the Auto Responders is, and how to fix it, great accomplishment, plus, I have almost the entire list crossed out, I am tired but feeling content and happy with the work done. I know the blizzard is coming that night and think “it will be great to work tomorrow. Cozy inside with the snow outside. Life is good.
Saturday I wake up at 7 am and don’t feel anything out of the ordinary, until I realize soon enough there is no electricity. It turns out it was cut off half an hour earlier. The snow is blocking all the doors of the house so we need to start shoveling. While Tom does that, I am thinking, the temperature will drop down very soon. So I decide to light a fire. Go to the fireplace and to my surprise is full of wood. It has not been used for years.
Thrilled by the found treasure, I proceed to light the fire. Almost immediately we have a gorgeous solid flame and the fireplace is working beautifully. Perfect flow!
Tom decides against going to DC to work because of the obvious reasons,there is no public transportation, and it is almost impossible to even walk on the streets. So we continue feeding the fire. Soon we realize we don’t have enough wood to last us the whole day and it seems by now the estimates from Pepco are 48 hours.
Now we really need some wood to keep feeding that fire if we don’t want to freeze, maybe not to death but to an unpleasant level of discomfort. Tom ventures into the snow to try to find some logs. The irony is that underneath those I don’t know how many feet of snow there is a huge yard hiding a good amount of logs lying among the big trees surrounding it. The problem is we cannot get to them. .
When we are almost out of wood I decide to drop all the charcoal we had in the house for barbecue. It creates a nice cousin of coal that heated the fireplace just right, and it would serve as bed for the rest of whatever wood we can find in the house and its immediate surroundings. After that is a matter of anticipating the next piece of wood that will determine whether the fire is going to continue to burn or go down. That piece that will take the place of honor in keeping it going.
In the meantime the house is warm, at least around the fire. (Smile) Now the fire has become the center of our attention. We are driven to drop everything else. It’s all about keeping that fire alive. Out, the blizzard whistles her windy song. It feels like it’s nothing else other than the blizzard, the fire and us.
I go to the porch to look for wood. I find an old futon volunteering to be burned away away! I start disassembling it, we burn it piece by piece. The last pieces burn beautifully. Every different piece of wood seems to have a different shape when they are burning, captivating our attention. It’s almost like they come alive while they burn.
From then on it is like a parade of chasing burnable pieces of wood around the house. Jeff shows up occasionally, coming from the basement with a triumphant smile while he shows off a left over piece of a wooden bed or an old door.
I am thinking, what a great way to get rid of that stuff by burning it to keep us warm in the middle of the blizzard. Fire has that element of alchemy and transformation. I am thinking how much fun it is to have keep feeding a fire.
Before we know, it is dark. We decide to cook some spaghetti, light many candles and open some wine. We have been all day embarked in the task of finding wood to keep the fire alive. There are no signs of Pepco coming to the rescue any time soon.
We go through a couple of doors, left over pieces of wood from an old piece of furniture, or for some lost project. and there is still 4 chairs that can join the cause and die with the purpose of keeping us warm. We might be in good shape. By 9 pm we decide to go to sleep. This job of keeping the fire is a lot of work. We are tired. The house feels OK. We go to sleep. After all if Pepco doesn’ t manifest in the morning we still have the chairs.
We sleep really well. I guess that fire kept the house somewhat bearable. Besides it is great to be warm with blankets when it is colder around you.
Sunday morning, I wake up at around 8. Now, one thing is to be under the covers with that cold and another is to be in the house walking or sitting. The cold is going to penetrate really soon again. Tom is sleeping, and we decide to attack the chairs. Now the fire again is the center of attention. What a fantastic sight. The chairs are doing their job nicely. It’s already been 24 hours. 24 hours of nothing but feeding fire to keep warm.
As primary as it gets.
So we end up adventuring into the snow to a friend’s house in the neighborhood who has a generator because it feels the sensible thing to do since our cell phones are running out of batteries. It’s a great walk in the snow. The sun is bright, it is crispy cold and it is good to hang out with electricity for a while, after a long walk. By 6 PM when we are back to the house the light is back.
It has been 36 hours. It feels a lot of hours for only feeding a fire. On the other hand when was the last time I did that. Sit around a fire for 36 hours. A blizzard makes you stop. Sometimes stopping is the thing to do. I keep hearing Les Brown’s voice in my head. “The baby will walk when it walks”
While I enter back the world of electricity, I realize the launch is not going to happen the way it was planned. 36 hours of no power got in the way. Then I remember all the times I envisioned Soul Hangout as the bonfire surrounded by like minded people. Going back to the origins. The source, Fire is the element that enhances community. Then I think how interesting it is that the launch was interrupted by probably the worst blizzard in the history since 1848. A blizzard and an ongoing fire. Just think about it for a moment.
By Monday we are preparing for the next blizzard that will be bigger than the previous one. We make it through with electricity, except for a few minutes without power. We are telling the stories of the last blizzard and how the chairs did a died serving such a good cause. However, the Internet server goes on and off during the 48 hours the storm lasts.
That is when I see it so clearly. I talked with my fb friends Mary Bogdan, Neal Worthington and Marc Borcherding about it. They all give me clues to interpret the real message here. “Sometimes you have to just stop”. said Neal. When I told Mary about the fire, she said “very zen”. If anything, the underlined code is saying “just stop, drop everything else. Keep lighting that fire not matter what”.
Then is when I realize that the story of the launch between blizzards and fire gives the perfect message: Stop! Light the fire of your relationship as a parent with your inner child and wait and see where that leads you to. All you have to do is keep the fire alive. All required is a little training. One of the best benefits is that besides bringing back your authentic self, you will be able to parent your own children in a much more coherent way.
If you want to go back to the letter, here is the link http://soulhangout.net/2171
So, here we are again, next Q & A call will take place now on 2/18/10,
Scheduled Conference Date: Thursday, February 18, 2010
Scheduled Start Time: 5:00 PM Eastern Std Time
Scheduled End Time: 5:55 PM Eastern Std Time
Type of Conference: Web-Scheduled Standard
Dial-in Number: 1-219-509-8020 East Coast
Participant Access Code: 811775
Looks like auto responders problem is resolved. Thanks for your patience.
Here is to you and your purpose.
Hope to see you on the call.
The Thought Provoking Irreverent Pearl Necklace Grandmother of the 21st Century.
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