Transition to Paradise, or About Me, and most importantly Haiti

So, I've been blogging in my head over the past few days. Many things on my mind, not the least of which is the situation in Haiti. My fascination with Haiti began when I first read Edwidge Danticat's, The Farming of Bones. Soon after, I found out my cousins were planning to adopt a Haitian boy. Definitely one of those coincidences in life I have learned to pay attention to. Since then, I have read Danticat's, Brother I'm Dying, and my cousins have permanently moved to Haiti with their family. Besides being deeply affected by the tragic earthquake this week as a human, my personal ties have made the burden I carry that much heavier.

Speaking of burdens, the transition I speak of is about releasing a burden I've been carrying with me for quite some time. An emotional burden. One I have now effectively severed ties with in the present tense, however the history associated with this burden and the habit of carrying it around is making it much more difficult to release it for good. Though I am getting better at it every day. Actually as I type this and reflect on the most recent events surrounding it, I realize I am in it and I'm not feeling it. It's almost as if....do I dare say it?....yes, I really don't care anymore. Whatever's whatever. I'm not going to let it take up anymore of my energy. Paradise.
See? Transition to paradise. Exactly.

I intended to write about the lunar eclipse that ushered in the new year and the solar eclipse of today and the effects it had on my sign, Cancer. I'm not feeling the urge to post my own interpretation anymore. Suffice to say that it was supposed to have a huge impact on a close relationship and my needs, and it certainly has.

Another easy segue; now for the 'About Me' part of this blog. I've come to the conclusion that in most of the important relationships in my life, it's never been 'about me'. Not that it has to be all the time, or even most of the time, but it should never be 'this is not about you' or 'you shouldn't be feeling that way'. Never. If two people are involved, even if the discussion revolves around only one of them, the other one obviously cares enough to be there, and should be valued as such. Not devalued, or used. I've put myself in that position way too often. It's time to focus my energies elsewhere.

On the personal front, I am stronger. I desperately wish I could do more for those in need in Haiti. I believe I spoke about that dreaded helpless feeling in my last blog. Here is the link to my cousins' organization. Please help.

Joy in Hope