We are in a collective reorientation. Spirit is asking us to slow down and pay attention to our breathing.
“I’ve gone through my entire life holding everyone at a safe distance… how do I make friends now?” Our fear of judgment prevents us from getting the love that we’re longing for. Twisted, no? But being a stranger to someone doesn’t have to be an impediment to intimacy. This is where courage comes in.
I think external psychic input can be extremely valuable for navigating. I’ve had seers on my payroll. And… We can often sense what’s coming ourselves—we just don’t recognize our own power. Free will, free will, free will. And PS: free will.
When you’re clear on what activates your joy, time management becomes a means to self-expression, not self-policing.
Whatever is on your plate got there because you said yes to it—in the fullness of ambition and desire and wanting to eat life whole.
Here’s a supercrash astro course, should you care: Mercury is the planet that governs all types of Communication, as master astrologer Susan Miller elaborates, this includes, “listening, speaking, learning, reading, editing, researching, negotiating, selling, and buying.
Show me how to love myself truly and entirely. Show me how to eat, sleep and move my body for nourishment, restoration, celebration. Show me how to embody everything that is my joy.
Eventually, we will all beg for love—proudly.
I am examining where in my life I can be more impeccable in linking desire to deed. CARE-FULL. I am making space to breathe more deliberately. These times call for deep breathing so you can hitch your passion to mindful action. So breathe.
A lot of us are experiencing our own personal pain AND tapping into global, collective pain at the same time. We’re marching, or emphatically not marching. We’re crying in the kitchen, out of the blue. We’re heavy with emotion by noon.
My loves, it’s critical that you let the pain move through you. You have to keep letting it go. And like, there’s no need to worry about being too detached from what’s going on. Because there’s new pain arriving daily. If you’re awake you will hurt. I’m with you…in profound agony over the state of the world. And, my faith and resolve are brighter than my doubt and stronger than my grief. It’s an hourly practice to find that balance.
Faith is the “work” in “Light work”. It scrubs and rinses and steadily erases doubt. Faith stays on doubt’s ass: I see you. I dissolve you. I replace you with Faith. And then doubt will pop up again. And Faith is right there: Yep, I heard you. I choose faith. Yep, I know the odds, I choose Faith. And because Faith knows the natural order of things, she says to doubt: You’ll probably be back later this week. And you might even distract me. But I’ll still choose Faith. No anger, just clarity. No complaints, just pure, fiery resolve.