SIX OF WANDS
Four hours of sleep.
My husband keeps bringing home junk food again. I feel sick, my blood sugar is up and I’ve got edema. It’s odd that if a person is noticeably dying physically, the other person seems to reinforce this, almost to want it. It’s like they are deliberately, systematically trying to kill you.
He laughs when I look at him when I find this garbage food he has brought home. Why is it funny to kill someone? I had zero appetite for the junk so managed to avoid most of it, but it’s in the cupboard now.
This is a card of victory, and I especially liked this bit from the book:
The solution lies in the mind
Decision-making and effort. Don’t underestimate the obstacles placed in the way.
There is something rather eerie about the reflections in the water in this image. The old boat lurking in the reeds, the murky reflection, somewhat sinister.
I guess I’d better look up “enablers” and “co-dependency” and see about ways to change our pattern. It has become much worse since I’ve been unable to physically do things in the last three years. My husband does almost everything, including going out while I stay inside. Even when I get up to get a glass of water, he won’t let me, it gets a bit creepy. I was going to put some laundry in the dryer last night and he rushed right in to do it, making me a bit hesitant, wondering what the heck was going on.
My naturopath told me I had trouble with boundaries. In reading about co-dependency I feel a bit sad for my husband, we both have a lot of the symptoms. I suppose we’ve been avoiding it, letting it roll on, but it’s doing damage. That word, it’s about other people, but really it’s us. Awareness.
Compassion must go both ways. Reflections.