August 2, 2017

I got up early this morning eager to meet Janet for a Satori game. It’s quiet, unbusy, and energetically unfettered at this time of day at the Konnarock Basecamp.

My blue puffy jacket keeps the slight chill away from my body. Ginger tea wakes up my belly. Ready.

“I need to pass on the game,” she greets me. “I just need to sit quietly. I hope that’s ok.”

“No.” I respond frankly, then move on quietly into the community kitchen. Inside I fume, “Of course I get stood up! Most people are afraid to get real! She’s just afraid to be with her own life. Afraid to move through her story! And just yesterday she told me how she feels lighter from playing last week. Dang!”

Uh. Hold on here, Regina. Could there be something here for me?  Ten years into Radical Forgiveness could open space for me, perhaps. Yes. It does. Guess what? I have this chance to use the tools myself. 

The words I’ve been learning and practicing with other courageous souls flood my mind.

Real. Real. I wanna be real. I play Karen Taylor Good’s song by that name. 

Janet is my healing angel.

This is happening for me and not to me.

I can play Satori solo! Plenty of my own stories to shift.

And, as always, the cards and moves I picked were perfect! Pretty much reflecting what I said above.

Finishing off my game with Karen Taylor Good’s Perfect Work of Art.

“My block of stone is made of fear and doubt, but the real me is crying to come out.”

Thanks, Janet, for motivating me to get up early today and play Satori! It was perfect for me!

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