What pieces of life have you been holding on to?
Enjoy this reading and discover your own set of towels…
In September 1994, it was a warm day filled with happy and joyous moments. I was wearing a carefully designed tailor made gown; one I had envisioned in my mind and had finally put to paper. I’d previously gathered my thoughts and gave my vision to a seamstress and she made magic happen. That day is a day I’ll never forget. I walked down an aisle with my father on my arm, wearing the gown I’d designed, surrounded by many friends and family to give up my life as a single woman to a man I’d grown to love.
It was my wedding day. After the vowels were exchanged, the first dance, the wild honeymoon and the settling in, I finally opened our wedding gifts. Out of so many there was a huge box that I vividly remember opening. The box was labeled “for Lisa and her new husband”. Inside were 4 set of towels. I thought how beautiful..
Even in this moment, I can barely type this message. The tears are forming in my eyes…Please forgive me as I pause…..
The towels were white in a sealed clear bag –
Thank you for letting me share this story. I hope to be able to get through this with the message loud and clear. This clearly is not the edited version….
The towels were white with a satin heart in the middle, located in the center at the bottom half of the towel. Embroidered were blue and pink flowers surrounding the heart also embroidered in satin. In the middle of the heart bared a scripted “T” for Thomas..….
There were other towels with just the emblem itself …
I guess there were designed as a set to use and a set to display..
The towels are from my great aunt who passed away in 1998….At our wedding, there were satin pillows especially made to represent my grandmothers who had long passed. My grandmothers made a great impression on me and I know I am who I am because of them. In their honor, I had the pillows made so they would be represented. They’ve all made their transition but I still think of them often and the impact they’ve had on my life….
My great aunt, my grandmother’s sister was the last of my mother’s immediate maternal linage..…Needless to say, the other day when I was unpacking some boxes, I saw the towels…I still have the towels in their original bag. I hadn’t opened them. I wasn’t sure why I hadn’t open them, but I hadn’t….
My aunt was like that. When she got something special she wouldn’t use it. The funny thing is I’ve grown to use everything I buy, “EXCEPT” these towels..
My husband finally said, “I think your aunt would want you to use those towels. They really match our new bathroom”. For some reason, I still had reservation. I couldn’t let go. I heard what he said, but I just couldn’t bring myself to open that bag.
Then I leaned back on our bathroom counter, looked at the bag of towels and took a moment to think of why it was such a great task to rip that bag open. After some forethought, I knew exactly why.
The towels represented my maternal linage, the strength of women I’d loved. I just knew if I opened it, the newness, the presence of all of my ancestors would leave me. I just knew that if I open that bag, I would lose precious moments with them that I’d savored. I would lose the sound of their laughter. I would lose the tone of their voices. I would lose the image of their faces.
I could confirm that a part of them was in me when I saw that bag. A big part of me was in that bag. I could reach inside and get their energy to help me press on to be all of who I am…I knew I couldn’t open that bag unless I was ready to let go and release yet another great part of me into the world. A part of them had been driving me, propelling me forward but if I open that bag it would be ME driving me..They could live in me, however “I” would be the driver……So, I asked myself, “could I drive me freely?”
So, today, I’m opening the bag. The towels are still as white as they were when she gave them to me. I’m present to all of them. My mother, my grandmother, my great aunt, my great grandmother and all that they bought to my life. I ‘m honored knowing that they are the reason, I am who I am. And they will never ever leave my spirit….
This was another great day, of letting go and Letting God… A day to enjoy the towels giving from a part of my heritage, a great part of my past that created a wonderful moment in the present – 15 years later….
Thank you for letting me share this special moment with you. Find your bag and open it, whether it’s a past relationship, past hurt, past heartache, past disappointment, or just your past as a whole…let’s all let go and let God and the universe live in us..
Lisa Thomas is The President and CEO of The Power, Passion and Purpose Group, a Vision and Leadership Support Coach, Visionary for Women and Inspirational Speaker. Please contact her at 910 221 9294 or 704 909 7663. Visit the website at http://www.TheP3Group.com.
Feel free to contact her directly for your P3 Power Session where you will begin the journey of discovery. It will be the best 60 minutes of your life. Remember, power, purpose and vision begins within the spirit of who you are.Posted on September 6, 2013 by Lisa Thomas in Inspirational Articles