New Earth Wisdom

Stanga Lolum was a Detective who was on her way to solving mysteries faster than Sherlock Holmes. She lived in an apartment high above the city where she believed she was truly happy. Solving mysteries and getting clarity for her clients was such a wonderful experience.

Stanga was currently working on a case where an older woman believed that her ex-husband had taken her jewelry.

Stanga was up early, pacing in her room as she went over the ideas she had so far: The ex-husband was in need of money, but the jewelry wasn’t expensive. Was it done out of resentment that he hasn’t been the one to end it? Or was there something more she was missing?

Suddenly her mind flashed to her mother, smiling and singing and making her happy at such a young age. She remembered when her mother spilled the sugar, and how angry that made her. How, in that split second, Stanga was to blame and for weeks was punished with the silent treatment.

Stanga shrugged off this memory, believing it to be irrelevant. She had become who she wanted to be, she believed. This memory came up for no reason.

She then went on to surveil the house of the ex-husband. She noticed several Amazon delivery trucks, the mail truck, and a man who stumbled out of the house each time like he was angry at the world.

Finally, the ex-husband left the property. Stanga slowly began to make her way inside the property.

She found a window by the kitchen left open and climbed through with ease.

She began rummaging and searching for the missing jewelry or any piece of evidence that she could find, but was taken aback by the array of photos on the piano. James, the ex-husband, had pictures taken every year with so many friends and often celebrities. It seemed he was well-liked.

Stanga noticed an open drawer in the kitchen and saw the jewelry sitting in a bag. She noticed he didn’t lock it up or do anything with it, which meant he had yet to make a plan, or, even more devious, he was trying to torture his ex.

Stanga got back to her car and before she could drive away another memory flashed: her mother taking what she was playing with to see how Stanga would react. Her mother testing her to see what would set her off.

She shrugged off the awful memory and carried on home.

She continued to speculate about the jewelry, wondering what to tell her client.

Before she could think further, her client, Margerie called her in such distress. James had told her he stole the jewelry and then reminded her she was incapable of doing anything about it.

Stanga saw another flash: She was in her late teens, holding heavy baggage, leaving her mother for good. Her mother dissociated and then re-told the story another way later. And, for years, she had reminded Stanga how incapable she was. Stanga, in an effort to prove her wrong took on so many cases she barely had time for herself. Which was good, because if she did.. she might have to solve her own mysteries for once.

Stanga realized that Margerie was in danger. James had the upper hand because he had staged an event to put her on edge, to make her vulnerable, so that he could continue to wear her down. He had even padded his life with people that would back him up, cultivating and curating an image to rely on so that he could never be called out for what he was. If he succeeded, Margerie would never be whole.

Stanga saw so clearly what she couldn’t see with her mother. That the biggest mysteries of all are how people that are supposed to love us can torture us for fun. Or how someone that is supposed to love you makes it all about them and loves to leave you in a state of distress.

Stanga solved the case of emotional abuse, something so invisible almost no one can detect it. Emotional abuse that went on long after the relationship ended.

Over the next few years, Stanga and Margerie became friends and decided to face some of these confusing topics together. They learned a lot about how much they already knew based on their natural hyper vigilance and how they paid attention to patterns. With this, it wasn’t long before they could see the cage that had trapped them both. And once they unlearned the pattern of the monsters, they were unstoppable in their ability to heal with strength.

Stanga may have been an amazing detective, but she was also a trapped little girl who was lost in the world in only the way a mother can create by deception and evil. Now, however, she was an adult who could clearly see the monster that was her mother, so she could do the heavy lifting of clearing out her own monsters.