Dear Nanny – The Gift of a Journal

The Gift of a Journal

To a very REAL Nanny

One of my very favourite quotes from The Velveteen Rabbit by Margery Williams

I don’t remember how or when I came across it but I found the journal I asked my grandmother, my Nanny, to write in for me. Its been 26 years since I gave it to her at the age of 21 years old and she has been gone for almost half that time. Nanny wrote very little in the journal to me but what she did write means so much. It is such a gift!

The Gift of a Journal

A Request for Wisdom

I envisoned a full journal from my Nanny to me.

A few years ago, a Shaman told me that I had a very powerful ancestor, a goddess, that was with me. She wanted to be known as Freeda, specifically with the word Free in the spelling. My Nanny’s name was Freda and she was definitely a powerhouse and very often channeled God in her words to me.

The Gift of a Journal

Nanny’s Note #1

If you are not part of the solution then you are part of the problem. Seek Freedom. Don’t run away from Freedom.

My beliefs about God and the meaning of life have been evolving for years now. Like a winding river, I have had to accept that I don’t know what lies around the bend or where the undertow is in my life journey and the same is true for my faith journey. Even so, there are these moments in life when words are spoken that bring life, empowerment, understanding, chills — my Nanny spoke and wrote many such words to me.

The Gift of a Journal

Nanny’s Note # 2

Stop! Feel God’s love and support. God is with you. Stop! Feel Nanny’s love and support. She is with you.

Today, I started writing back to her.

Dear Nanny,

I miss you! And I am so grateful to still have your voice and presence with me.

This week, my acupuncture practitioner said to me, “Sometimes a breakdown is a breakthrough.” That is something you would have enjoyed discussing with me.

I am experiencing a breakdown of sorts. I think it’s actually been ongoing for a while. Years even. But I have managed to keep it under the surface most of the time. And now, my body, triggered by some intensely angry people, is not allowing the breakdown to remain buried.

I’m determined to turn this into a breakthrough.


This gift of a journal from me to my Nanny is really a gift for me. Let’s see where this goes.

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