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I’ve Hit a Dip in My Spirits

It’s been 8 months since my move to Courtenay on the gorgeous Vancouver Island. I’ve gone through all of the emotions and feelings you can imagine but right now, I’m feeling meh.

8 months. It’s been 8 months since my move here to Courtenay on the gorgeous Vancouver Island. In some ways it feels like I’ve been here a much shorter time and in others it feels like I’ve been here forever.

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The view outside my vet clinic

I’ve hit a bit of a dip in my spirits lately. When I first got here everything was magic and newness and adventures. Now, I’ve hit the find a dentist and a family doctor, schedule the car maintenance, figure out a daily routine and get back to work phase. And well, it’s necessary but kinda boring. 

I know in my soul that this is the right place for us and the kids are absolutely thriving. In fact, it takes Azalee 10 minutes to leave school everyday because she has to stop and say goodbye and hug each one of the 17 friends in her class plus all of her sister’s friends. Tenesea is bringing schoolwork home because she’s so interested in what’s being taught and I don’t blame her, right now they’re studying the connections between all living things and it’s super cool. 

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How amazing is this? 

The sad truth is that I’ve been filling my time with worry, crying, what if scenarios when I really should be spending it touching ALL THE WATERFALLS, continuing to explore this amazing place, and hanging out with my lovely friends. Is this Seasonal Affective Disorder because I’m not used to the rain or the grey days yet? I hope not, but I did get a Happy Lamp (it’s on right beside me as I type now) and we’re all taking extra Vitamin D, including adding lots of fresh spinach to our smoothies in the morning just in case.

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Happy Lamp! 

I find myself comparing Edmonton to the Comox Valley a lot and that’s been weighing on me. In Edmonton, I had help with the girls every second weekend and could get away and travel. Now, I’m on day 100 of solo parenting with no end in sight. This isn’t me complaining as it’s much better for all of us for so many reasons, it’s me realizing that I need to ask for a little bit more support from my friends, babysitters, and other single parents here and get some time for myself. I need to get out and have a night out every now and then. I need to do things that bring Super Fun Happy Jen out because I miss her. I miss her so much. I also miss my ginger chai with almond milk (extra ginger, please) and butter chicken from Remedy Cafe, but that’s another story. 

So, this is my written commitment to myself (and all of you) to bring the fun back into my life. I’m in the right place. I’m so very loved. I’m so very supported. And for the first time in 41 years, I’m truly safe. I worked so damn hard to get to this point and it’s time to enjoy it, rain or not. Besides, a happy mama brightens her happy family. 

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You can’t waste any sunshine

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I Made Myself Miserable and Loved It

I’ll admit it, I used to be the girl who was addicted to drama and chaos. I spent a lot of time making things way bigger than they actually were and would bring other people into it. Instead of going inward, I always went outward

I’ll admit it, I used to be the girl who was addicted to drama and chaos. I spent a lot of time making things way bigger than they actually were and would bring other people into it. Instead of going inward, I always went outward. I craved people telling me that I was right in my thinking and to help me move everything into a place where I felt vindicated about making myself a victim. The hard part is that I knew it was wrong but I kept going.

When I look back at that time in my life, I can see huge patterns that I held. The more I shared about the drama and chaos that was happening in my life, the more friends I had and the more I felt like I was right. It fed my ego and the space within me that told me didn’t deserve happiness or real love. It fed my fears and anxieties. It fed the anger in my core and stopped me from being able to sleep, nourish myself well, or even be truly present in my own life. In fact, the need for chaos and drama led me into relationships with people who were on the same path. I did the same for others that I craved for myself.

We attract what we think and feel. 

The pattern of bringing in turmoil and fear was a super strong one. I realize now that I was attracting and creating it to keep my core self safe. The more energy I spent on outside things that I couldn’t control, the more I masked my real feelings. Deal with the feelings from my divorce and the abuse I went through – nope, let’s jump right into job stress, dating guys I knew weren’t right for me, obsessing with money, and spending hours upon hours talking about everything that was wrong with my life to anyone that would listen.

I was making myself miserable and loving it. 

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Sad eyes tell it all

When you spend almost your whole life waiting for something bad to happen, it actually feels good when it does. The “Of course this is happening. Of course this is happening now. Of course this is happening to me.” pattern took over my mind. Then I could turn around and tell the world “See, I told you so!”. I couldn’t see what I was doing as I was so deep in it.

I remember the day I decided I needed to take control of my own life. That I didn’t need to continue down the path of feeding myself negative thoughts and feelings or feeding others in theirs. That I did deserve happiness and real love. I took out my journal and started writing out things I deserved, mind you I didn’t believe them, but I kept writing anyway.

As I wrote, the tears started flowing and I ended up in the beginning of a panic attack. These feeling of release, tears, pain, anger, these were all feelings my body and mind didn’t want to feel, so it took me into fight or flight and wanted me to move my mind into cleaning the house. It’s much easier to stay in our patters, even if they’re terrible ones, as that’s what my body know. This was the first time I didn’t pick up a washcloth or spray bottle and used my breath to calm my body down instead. Felt like it took forever but the panic started going down and I felt fuzzy and tired, but not frantic.

Each time I felt myself going back into the pattern of drama, chaos, and negative self talk, I said the words “I am safe. I am loved. I am supported”, watched my breathing, and put my feet firmly on the floor to ground myself. I can’t say that my panic and anxiety attacks have completely stopped, but I can tell you that they don’t affect me as much as they did before and that I can move quickly through them.

The patterns are breaking. 

In continuing to break this pattern, I’ve given my body the ability to know how to be full without holding onto negative thoughts and feelings, anger, and pain. I’ve given my mind the ability to focus on the present moment and to trust that things are always going to be okay. I’ve given my soul the space to enhance my spiritual abilities in ways that I could never have imagined – like fully channeling people who have passed over. I’ve even started taking NLP (Neuro Linguistic Programming) Master Practitioner classes to help others break their own patterns, heal trauma, find their own successes, and become more resilient.

I feel like a whole new person. 

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So much happiness now

 

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Date Jen Rollins

I’m new to Courtenay and the Comox Valley. I’ve tried online dating here but I didn’t find any romantic connections. Help me find an awesome guy.

My life is amazing. I have an incredible life with my two mermaids. I live in paradise – with the ocean, forest, lakes, and mountains surrounding me. I have a super cool purple house and a purple car (hmmm…I sense a theme here). I have wonderful talents and abilities that let me have the flexibility to really enjoy my life and make an impact in people’s lives. And I’m surrounded by the most amazing friends anyone could ask for.

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Women in Abusive Relationships – I Believe You

Women in abusive relationships, I’ve been where you are right now and I want you to know that I see you, I hear you, I believe you and I’d like to share some of my insights with you.

**This is written from my own perspective (cisgender, heteronormative). Domestic violence happens in all forms of intimate relationships and pronouns can be interchanged to reflect that.**

Dear Beautiful Being,

You may not know me, so I’ll introduce myself. My name is Jennifer Rollins and I was in an abusive relationship for 14 years.

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Bring the Ocean to You

After my daughters’ spent a month with their dad in Edmonton, I welcomed them back to Courtenay, BC with a huge mural on their bedroom wall that my lovely friend Jenja McIntyre painted.

I call my daughters mermaids as they’re always in the water or thinking about water. After being in Edmonton for the last month with their dad, they got off the plane and begged to go to the ocean (who could blame them), then check out the new splash park in Comox. Now that’s supper is done, they want either a bath or to jump through the sprinkler. They’re water babies through and through.

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Safe is a Four Letter Word

Today I was asked what safety looked like for me and what it felt like. As a super visual and creative person, it’s one of the first time that I’ve been speechless. I couldn’t come up with a single idea

My head and heart are reeling. I’m 4 days into a 21 day raw vegan food and juice cleanse through this super awesome local Courtenay company called Rawthentic and one of the bonus pieces is emotional counselling to bring my physical body back into integration and flow.

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I Am a Beautiful Mess

I, Jennifer Rollins, am a beautiful mess. I built up layers and of protection and they’ve served me well, but now I’m ready to peel them back.

 There was a time in my life where I took great pride in not doing things. My best friend and I were perfectly content drinking copious amount of iced coffee, eating vegan food, working, and going to the bar. That rounded out our responsibilities and day-to-day activities.

We barely cooked outside of after the bar meals – red labeled Ichiban, hash browns, and sometimes pasta. We didn’t cross the bridge to go downtown or leave Whyte Ave unless there was a good show or we absolutely had to. We walked a lot but didn’t own a pair of running shoes because they were ugly and well, we didn’t run. In fact, when people asked us to adventure outside of our routine, we would reply “We don’t do things” and laugh.

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