The more I add to this blog, the more I think I'm just gonna have to make Blogging Be The Thing, and that sharing my story is the most important part to moving my life along. But I don't promote it! I also get a stupid yucky feeling about making videos or being a feature on the algorithm. The algorithm loves me so much I had to do a magick ritual to make it back off, and then I left all that magick stewing at my house when I left it.
I think if I could just get over being camera-shy this show would be on the road. At almost all of these stall stations during my journey there's a Key, a Ticket, a thing that seems simple enough but plays out inside me like a whole Boss Battle at the end of a Level.
Before I left North Carolina, (which I try not to say too much since walking away from your old life isn't just so you can keep looking back at it) I had all the camera and computer equipment a girl could want, but I couldn't make myself use it. And I even left my camera behind, which I kinda like that it didn't get lost on any journey but left somewhere I feel safe about, even if my ex sells it.
I was doing tele-health in the middle of a creek recently and had used my guitar as a tripod so I could get my cute angle (although I might be cute at lots of angles) and it felt like something I could do again. But there have been plenty of pretty sunny days and I still Didn't. So, why not?
Pushing myself through things is stupid. I keep getting reassured by my guides that I'm not late, that I'm preparing things in a certain way for a certain reason, that all of my discomfort in my circumstances is part of the reason I'm here, that some of these discomforts are helping me write, and that some of these discomforts are peeling off the ones that gave me the writer's blocks.. all of them.
Apparently, every stage of life you go through has its own shadow. So if you feel like a new person anytime or carry trauma from different times, the work of Confronting Your Shadow means going into all your different ages somehow. I've been hypnotized and regressed, I've been flung back into the exact family and circle, I've confronted as best I can. Best yet, I don't have to have a list or any kind of protocol for examining My Shadow, mostly I just prayed to get to.
I have had wrong choices I already made kissing me awake and daring me to be anything different so I can show I learned my lesson. I tried hard enough to make the risky ones my favorite that death had me as his girlfriend for a while.
So, probably sometime around when I'm a little more ready to show these writings around, I'll work up some YouTube Content and y'all will get to know me more. I look forward to it, even though spirit already showed me some of the friends it wants to set me up with. Probably Theo Vonn is gonna be a first-up favorite. I also feel like since most of my dealings have been with Dudes that probably I'm going to be hanging around with them a lil more, but I love being a Woman and want to keep having deep talks with Women. I even still have WEHMS Facebook Group (Wellness Energy Health Morale Sisterhood). I love Victorian names for things and Acronyms Rock Forever.
I mean, the spirit world and our tech/environmental algorithms are so intertwined. They are so completely joined. It used to be that things that happened in the media was in a channel and everyone got the same channel and so things that were on the TV or Radio could offer a comparable frame for people to share a generation.
Before that, people had favorite magazines and newspapers for history or fashion or entertainment. And there was such the standard. Now, people all have their own internet, see different things on all the platforms, imagine a thing and don't even speak it to look on their device and see it looking right back at them, walk by a TV and have it say things that finish the sentence in your head, turn on the radio and have theme music already going to the beat of your plans.
I have been trying to have more of a conversation with some about the Tech to Telepathy thing that I perceive and that some of my telepathic connection definitely gets to its participant through a device of some kind. So, not just does my phone know what I'm thinking, I recognize that there are unseen ones observing my thoughts and sometimes feeding me inspirations. But some of those ones who can send and receive with me are More Human and have the benfit of Devices and Connect. Sometimes I can tell they are human because they are Stupid.
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