Timing within Broken Love

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Timing within broken love happens when love within a moment isn’t seen or the timing isn’t allowed to be. Timing within broken love may feel correct but it isn’t. The impacts to Divine Timing being perceived in exact form to anyone who’s experienced broken love tears into someone more than they realize. A child experiencing it within their home growing up, a parent going through it, and the outfall of this is what I’d like to touch on in this article today.

I’m a child born outside the hand in marriage, a child of divorce, and a child of a blended family. The judgment and disappointment of my conception was a burden not only my parents bore but I did also, so you could say the timing within broken love started my life. So why am I the Ascended Master for Divine Timing? Some say, God has a sense of humor, others don’t believe. I’m still trying to figure it all out.

This is how I find my voice after I ignored the timing in my health and needed to dig myself out of a pit of anxiety by finding whom I am.

This is what I know. When I reflect upon my childhood, I can see aspects of Guidance for Divine Timing and others knowing timing was broken. Let’s explore some of these today and see if any of the examples I can reach will help you now?

Timing within Broken Love

The first aspect aspect to consider is sex before marriage. Sex is designed with love being intentionally supported in this way. If you had sex before marriage and are married or had been married to that first one, you found love with timing misaligned. When you reflect upon that, the energy for it is similar to being excited for a Christmas gift and doing what you can to sneak around the home to find the present before or after it is wrapped just to try and figure it out.

There is timing to receiving and timing to give, the exchange is held within abundance.

You can look at this as a race on the track, and learning to wait for the moment to start running. Are you launching forward in expectation, ahead of the gun signaling the start of the race? Is the watch you are wearing in life, running fast?

While all of my children were born within a hand in marriage, I had one child born before their due date and the remaining children were on their due date. Their need to be born early may have begun long before, meaning their were signs they were ready but the timing of birth was exact. With our second child there was indications of my water beginning to break and doctors got me into the hospital before the due date, but he was born just in time on the due date. My labors were generally long and not easy. Our third child, had multiple trips to the hospital trying to be checked in because the contractions were running close in timing, but the progression was not happening. When she was ready, they barely got the paperwork transferred to get me into a room, and my doctor never made it to her event. There was no broken love within these events, just the residual timing within my conception of being conceived outside the hand in marriage. If you noticed in the message above, the timing within my life was being corrected through Divine Guidance and support.

Broken Love through a Child’s Eyes

My grandparents, aunts, and uncles always showed me love and acceptance. After the divorce and needing to know me, they showed me I was worthy of listening to and seeing. The years of remembering before school, I only have snippets of childhood memories. I don’t remember seeing love in my parents eyes; them looking at each other. I do know how the broken love looks and how it feels though.

The explosive fits, with me in a crib in another room, I have memories of them yelling at each other and glass shattering. Everything in my child body, needed them to stop and I needed to help them realize family mattered. I moved my head through the bars and got stuck. I didn’t listen to the timing wanted within me. I moved and pushed through a barrier before the timing was true. If I had listened to the pause child, the calm after the storm would have brought peace to my worries.

There are many moments where I can say my timing was off, but it may have been my parents not being able to see the Divine Timing the Lord was trying to nurture within me. I talk about how to see the Divine timing in a child’s life in another article. The rage held in broken love can eat away at a person, and it did for my parents. My adopted father, who brought my mom, sister and I, lived through it all. Spankings, beatings, and being thrown at a wall all happened as a result of timing within broken love. The harm spankings cause and the rod of lessons not abuse are articles I have written giving surprising results we don’t realize are in our life and for many held within the generational or past life energy also.

I was less than two years old and playing in my room. I was trying to draw or color and the potential held within that moment was a Guidance trying to help me heal from life so far. My mom was triggered and reacted, because the timing of what was in her eyes didn’t need to be. In a fit of rage, she grabbed my arm and threw me across the room. I bounced off one wall and into another, landing on the floor. In this moment, I was trying to walk a mountain journey and my mom threw it and me into a sea, burning my ship also. My trust in Guidance broke also.

Years later while in high school, this memory was given to me during a lesson I faced. I had tried to walk a mountain journey but chose a book for an English project too long for the timing I was given. I made it through a large portion of the book, and wrote my paper and the same situation occurred. My future became limited and the mountain was tossed into a sea, but this time the ship didn’t burn. These are examples of Revelation’s second trumpet.

Edges that Cut

As a child with many lives in families where divorce never occurred, and knowing the love potential built into my spirit, living within a home with broken love impacted me in ways I didn’t realize. When my parents split, my mom found love again and moved us into his home. Eventually they married, but the divorce wasn’t easy for either of my parents. Years later mom would have moments of pure hatred for my dad and if I ever asked him about the marriage and why, all I saw and heard was pain. The cuts of abandonment felt, and hatred felt surrounding the broken love and the potential loss of a family, hurt and cut deep.

When you grow up with rage and hatred being explosive around you, you live on edge.

You get good at noticing the timing of a potential edge moment or you are hurt.

The discernment of energy becomes inherent and it can take you down in an overwhelm of worry as you find patterns of looking for exits in ill timed events you feel are signs, but may not be. For me I found the edge of worry and borderline medicated needed help with anxiety or depression, and sought out Guidance to help bring me off the edge. This is how I learned timing to be more exact in nature. The other moments were reinforced and being able to see timing and trust when to move in specific moments were built upon trust within me.

There was a moment in grade two where I was working on an English assignment and my mom came in excited because she was getting married. It was a moment where I had been Guided to try and learn something important for school, and the timing mom didn’t notice. My inner self, broke and the combination of burdens from being born outside of marriage, being a child of divorce, and that moment cut deep. I was happy for mom and dad for their marriage and got to be in the wedding, but after though I struggled with reading and had to teach myself to remember the alphabet in directional ways. The love for books mom, was tasked through Guidance to try and nurture after this point in time, and succeeded.

The result of burdens formed and not able to trust in how to heal them all in time, created a directional timed cut in how I learned, resulting in dyslexia.

Divorce within Perspectives

Divorce can be choosing to give up on yourself, or another. This is slicing potential within a timing, where it may not be precise. If the precision is there the value and worth known on all sides is accepted. When disappointment in yourself happens, you can lose yourself and if you don’t think to go back to find out what happened, you essentially lose time with broken love for yourself; divorcing that part of you.

In a marriage crossing a boundary in ill timing, because you need to help them or you need to fix “this” becomes a blurred edge where the person may just give you what they can’t figure out themselves. You may feel you are supporting and empowering them, but the space they desired and needed to listen deep within themselves needed timing within their broken love moment.

As you walk through life, you need to find your pace in a flow. There may be moments of space you didn’t want, because of timing within broken love that became part of life. This may be a layoff, or getting ahead to seek abundance before it is truly in timing for your life.

When I was a child, I never dreamed about a wedding. I received a doll as a gift from my dad; a bride. It didn’t fit for timing in my life, nor for direction. In those moments, I was Guided to explore why and all I could see was business. This was before the moment a teacher encouraged me to have a goal for the honor roll. As time went on and I healed through all the broken parts of timing within broken love, I felt the rising need to own my own business. I intentionally chose to find myself; to find the divorced perspectives of whom I am and have been. I chose to shatter the masks that became so I could rediscover the rock paths intended for my life.

Timing within broken love doesn’t need to stay this way. Timing can heal when you choose to see the differential of what is held within the timing.

What was too fast, too slow, or parallel and held within a subset? 

When time is held within a subset, this is when we become part of another and have become lost to ourselves.

Life flies by and we lose time to life being, without seeing love in how it may be.

Some call this taking life for granted, or another for granted, but it is timing within broken love and living life in this way.

It is the result of people leaning upon another and losing themselves in part.

Finding Timing Again

I won’t walk you through every moment, for my life, but know the urge to burn your life to the ground may feel necessary and some choose to do so. It take courage and Love to bring you closer to seeing what’s possible within a refreshing outlook of timing within broken love. This is learning to love yourself, knowing there is something to love within life. Being willing to see love and trusting of the timing to notice it, is a mountain journey worthy of walking.

Walking this journey to piece together the lost isn’t easy, and having someone to walk with you along the way; someone wanting to see you for you, is love. This is what I have and he’s walked this with me since I was eighteen years old. He was there with me ready to take my hand when I left home wanting and trying to walk within freedom. I saw something in him when I was 14 years old, and again in many moments at fifteen. Then I knew he saw me in a moment where a manifestation became abundance when he timing was off for me, but not for him. He asked me to dance, and I had taken a risk leaning upon my dad’s best friend to have my curfew breaking back. It was my last night in my home town and he knew I needed to enjoy those moments with my friends; friends I didn’t see completely because of my own head game filled with timings within broken love. They showed me in the last two days though.

The other moment I knew he saw me and wanted to know me more, is held within a timing also. The timing for me being home for a visit and a friend having a party, was exact. The timing for him being two towns away from his home for this party is exact. I was given a curfew in allowance after my girlfriend begged my mom to let me go. He saw me before I walked through the door and never left my side. When the curfew came, I said I had to go and he walked me back to my dad’s parent’s home and convinced my mom the timing was needed to be extended. She saw trust in him and allowed me to go back to the party. These moments were before I left home to go to school, and I married this love of mine, who saw me, when I was 19 years old.

It has now been 33 years of healing moments where I got to experience his growth with me as we navigated timing within broken love; navigated me trying to heal from the beginning of my life being conceived. We did this together, trying to hold true to whom we each are as individuals walking together within Love.