Catching up

I should have been keeping a blog of my adventures for as long as I've been having them, but I really like being myself, totally authentic, out of sight, off the grid, unknown and unmissed. 

I wonder if this is the beginning of the end of that. I wonder if I'm going to keep going on this blog until I get most of these ideas out and in a shareable, useable state. 

When I was first taking myself on walkabouts, seeing the world as a solo-chick in a car on the highway, I'd play that idea over and over. "What if this is the last time I get to be out in the world as an unknown person, a random lady doing her thing? What if from now on when I go out in the world people know who I am and surround me like a celebrity?"

I had a bit of that on my rebirth adventure, and it was unnerving. Nobody really knew me, but I faced my fear about it at the Virginia is for Lovers sign where I wanted to take a nap. "There's that woman." People were really saying as much. I didn't know why but took the picture anyway. There had been a few people who had treated me with some kind of specialness like that, with an excitement to be a part of something with me, even though we had just met or didn't really know each other. Training with the spirits is going with whatever you think is going on. Pretty sure it was real in one world or another. 

When my guides asked me if I would go and speak in public as a channel/enlightened being or whatever we are going to do with all these connections -- I told them I'd be up for it just once a year during special astrology, for groups in a conscious connection. I think I'm gonna have to wear makeup and be in-person soon. It's a good idea. 

When I do oracle rituals, they would look random and like daily life to anyone who isn't seeing the energy the way that I do. Also, all of my environments, hobbies, and habits have the right variations built in so that I am doing conscious manifesting, psychic discovery, and finding energy anomalies all the time. Whether I am trying to put all the pieces together or not, things come back around to show me why things are just so-so. 

Giving up my anonymity is only worth it if I can help the world. 

When I was about 8 years old, I wrote in a journal that I would have a message to share with millions and billions of people. When I was about 38 years old, a psychologist asked me if I thought that was grandiose. I told him I didn't think it was because of the Internet. Can 8 year old kids cause manifestations by writing ideas like that? Was I foretelling something by writing an idea like that as a kiddo? 

I'm here to find out.