Remembering December 1

Remembering December 1

Part of my practice of Tai Chi Gung involves examining, balancing and applying restorative Chi towards all my human relationships. This post shares some of that work with you.

December 1, 1932 was the day my mother was born. I remember not remembering it lots of years. The “why that is” is a long entangled story, but this year I honor the first day of December, 2025.

We all have many” why we do things “in our lives that are deeply entrenched family things we haul around. Some are wonderful treasures and traditions we make sure to pass on. Others are like an irritating hang nail that keeps getting hooked on stuff because we won’t take the time to get the nail clippers out. Well…I’m getting the clippers out today.

The cutting away of irritations and releasing what no longer serves us is just as important to our health and wellbeing as squats and yoga. So…I am releasing resentment, misunderstanding and judgement. I’m extending forgiveness, self forgiveness and love and light to illuminate some lingering dark corners in my mind and heart.

When my mom passed, her wide band wedding ring went to me. I wear it as a reminder to be ever so grateful she brought me into the world and loved me the best way she knew how. The emotions it still evokes are always an opportunity to double check how deep they still go and release more if needed to make room for more of the love, joy and peace we both deserve. Funny thing about it….when I look close, I can see my reflection in it. So now this ring can be more about me than her. Healing is, after all, all about perspective.

Mama, I am remembering you with more love and tenderness today.