I've been, admittedly, in a bit of a funk. Not with writing, I've been writing through it, constantly. And I'm grateful to be able to do that. It's other things. Mundane things. Day-to-day things. There have been so many changes and shifts, again, that have spun me around into all sorts of new understandings about myself. What really drives me, what works, what doesn't, where I'm headed, how I'm blessed. And lots of shadows. Lots. So I've been...shadow-boxing...and learning as I go. As I do. I never realize how deep or ridiculous my funks are, until something outside of me happens to cause a shift. Tonight's was magical and right on time.
Only in the connecting, or reconnecting, as this soul felt so familiar, did I realize how swept up in nonsense and bullshit I had become. Like a tornado of drama whipping all around me, and all I had to do was stick my arm through, wiggle my fingers, and realize that I could walk through it. But I didn't do that. I stayed in the tornado and let it whiz me all over the place, from distraction, to frustration, to annoyance, to distraction.
Tonight, it was as if someone was shining a flashlight straight through the mess, and into my soul. I remembered. I smiled. I met her eyes. It starts within me.
She was giving a lecture on Feng Shui and Space Clearing. That's what her card said. She was charming and lovely and beautiful. She reminded me of a woman named Erika, the shaman's daughter, who years ago made the wolf medicine that inspired a chapter of my novel. But below these layers, she was so much more. We talked of energy and resonance, evolving and knowing, of balance and light and dark, of positive emotion and dark shadow and the necessity to confront and heal through these shadows. Remembering our medicine and sharing it, healing and seeing the oneness that we are. We spoke of shamans and the Great Spirit, of Salem and herbal medicine. Energy. Consciousness. Innate gifts rising. Spirit. Symbols. Resonance. Synchronicity. Intention. Taoism and how it relates to Feng Shui. Universal Laws and what the Law of Attraction really is, and how it's so often mistaken for simply being in a constant, disconnected good mood. The universe and all that is. And the moment I spotted her small metallic dish and sage bundle, my heart smiled. Some symbols provide conversation beyond words...just simple understanding, memories of shared wisdom. Celestial nods, that we aren't alone in it. We're not. We're really, really not.
I couldn't stay for the lecture, but I got my medicine, and I'm grateful. She was even wearing a wolf shirt. Aaooo... right on, soul sister. Feeling quite blessed and back on track.
It's so easy to get lost in the physical, the will of the mind and ego. The motivation and follow-through mindset. No matter how far I think I'm getting, I am always snapped back into myself, to remember that underneath it all, we are intentional, spiritual beings. Let go or be dragged... It takes all three. A beautiful, cosmic balance, toward a unified purpose. Body. Mind. Soul.
Thank you, Laura. Aho! <3 xoxo