The hand of time halts as I gaze down at my reflection on the water's surface. There is beauty there, in forgotten places, amidst the lurking shadows that creep between me and my mirror. Yet today, tranquility reigns, and I find solace in the embrace of my true self. A day to soar, light as a feather, having shed the chains and anchors of worry and disdain. No fret for what is, was, or will be. This day is for nothing, and nothing is enough.
Questions, Answers and Choices
Journal entry, recorded thoughts, channeled, working through a tough day: I found myself drowning in thoughts of despair, unkindness, and questioning my identity as a human. How could such thoughts cross my plain of existence? Is this truly who I am? Do I relish in my misery or swallow it like a pill, only to have it stuck in my throat, defying the wash of water? Choking on its presence, I choose treachery over peace, for there is no solace to be found. Panic engulfs me, and the world around me shall share in this scene of my making. I hold both the poisoned apple and the delectable fruit as equals, yet I struggle to determine which one to embrace. Why must such burdens be placed upon thee? Who is this tormentor that whispers in my ear such misery and disdain? I am of no significance, no pawn in a grander scheme to be dealt with. Who am I to be valued by the darkness when all I see is but a tear in a veil where a faint glimmer of light emerges? I dare not avert my gaze, for within that glimmer and its reflection, I find myself fixated on a calmer sea. It serves as a reminder of hope, of a profound love that, even in my darkest hours, illuminates my countenance, defining my very existence, as everything else fades away and the door opens.
Breaking up with my own baggage | Message from Spirit
A question was presented to me in mediation this morning by my spirit guides; Do you know why it feels so uncomfortable to make the changes in life that you want to make? Because you haven’t broken up with the parts of yourself that are holding you back. It’s time to kick those b*tches out! There’s the door. Me: Laughing, and feeling the sting, all at once.
Breakups are hard, aren't they, when you get comfortable being uncomfortable with ourselves? I love how my spirit guides communicate with me; sometimes, they truly hit me between the eyes with the truth in the most creative ways. "Breaking up with myself"? What??? They are very clever, that's for sure.
And, ohh, the many facets of ourselves and the parts that no longer serve us, which keep us stagnant and often floating when we should be taking the wheel and hitting the gas pedal. If there are parts of you that you wish to change, "I know, it's not easy," as most breakups are, but aren't you worth it? Isn't your happiness and next level worth it? Uh, hells yeah, it is. As I hear my guides whisper in my ear, those self-doubting thoughts need to start planning their exit or be kicked out—not needed.
Thank you, next. It's time, and again, you are so incredibly worth it.