Heaven and Hell

Today I finished the final day of an amazing 6 day dance workshop.....

At one time, I felt so alone and so lonely all I could do was weep. After a while, another dancer came up to me and joined me in my dance until I had moved through the emotion and was joyful again.

Another time, I was feeling so vibrant and alive, I couldn't imagine ever feeling bad again- until a partner closed their eyes all the way through an exercise about connection, and I immediately felt separated and judgemental again.

The name of the workshop? "Heaven and Hell".

The swing of the pendulum from that which feels good to that which feels bad and how we always want the "good" and shy away from the "bad".

Isn't that how we are with our children? When we have a child with special needs, we are desparate for the good days, the possibility of "cure", the times when we are loving and accepting. And yet the reality is there are many "bad" days when everything is too much, when we believe there is no hope and we are angry and resentful. And we beat ourselves up, thinking we should be "good parents", all the time.....

In our class, we learnt to find our centres, literally how to find the calm place of equilibrium between Heaven and Hell. How? By not shying away from the "good" or the "bad", but to feel it equally and honour it and allow the acceptance to bring open heart.

If it works so well in a dance class, how would it be to accept ourselves and our children exactly as we are, "good days" and "bad days" and learn to love it all anyway.

How would it be to accept our own Heaven and Hell?