He scratched at his fathers face while making a wild animal-like noise and then shook his head and started saying “no, no no”. His father did a great job correcting his behavior and trying to give him the tools to express himself. When you are just about to turn 1 life can be frustrating, just ask Wyatt. This is completely normal behavior, everything about it is normal. He is frustrated because he doesn’t have the tools to express himself effectively yet or the ability to move his body in the way that he needed to for freedom. He was just on the verge of walking, huge growth was about to happen for Wyatt and that is always a tough place to be, the stretching and the unknown.
I was 3 miles into my run and still not feeling better. Running is my safe place. It normally grounds the fuck out of me. I love meditation through movement and running has always done this for me. Normally, as I lace up my shoes I start to release all of my bullshit. It is as if my body and soul have learned the pattern and I can consistently expect that the release will happen. It is the power of having a process and pattern to meditation , energy work, and just life in general.
Like I said, I was 3 miles in and still kicking and screaming. I hadn’t released my baggage at all. In fact I was literally dragging it along with me all while trying to kick it. I was basking in my bitchiness, full on basking. I was bitching and moaning and standing in a place of blaming and complaining. Nothing about me was pretty at that moment. I wanted to act just like Wyatt, I wanted to scratch at life and make wild animal-like noises. It is rare that I find myself in this place, but here I was. Then, I got a message as clear as day from a spirit .“Use your words you fuck-stick, use your tools, move yourself”. I laughed, I was literally acting like Wyatt only I am 38 and have all of the tools but wasn’t using them. The more I reflected, the more I realized that I was just like Wyatt, on the verge of huge growth and feeling uncomfortable with the stretch and the unknown. The spirit ran next to me and laughed at me making animal noises. “Oh, fuck off” I fired back at him.
I sat in meditation later that night and realized how at all times of large growth and change I often find myself struggling to use my tools and it is the time when I need to use them the most. As I came out of meditation I made a promise to myself to try to be aware and recognize this earlier and grow on this particular situation. I started to shift and move my body to ground back into it. My eyes were still closed and then I heard “rawwraah”. I opened my eyes to see the spirit leaning against my wall making animal noises at me.
